More apocalypse, less angst
I’m doing something a bit different here today and sharing photographs and words by someone else – my friend Emily Smith who I have known for more than twenty years (and in more than one life and location, our lives have wound around each… Continue Reading “Post #3235: Spoon by Emily”
I find when talking to non-meditators that I really can’t explain the appeal of a zen meditation retreat. They can be tedious, painful (emotionally and physically), and often cold (or too hot – really there’s no perfect temperature when you are sitting on the… Continue Reading “Post #3177: Handmade life”
I’m heading out for a four-day meditation retreat tomorrow and I am not ready at all. By that I don’t mean packing my bags, that only takes me a few minutes, it’s just that I’m not really in a kneeling-and-staring-at-the-wall-for-hours frame of mind right… Continue Reading “Post #3166: Not perfect”
I’m in the city for most of this week before heading up to the cabin. It turns out that I do this little circuit two or three times a year now – time in Victoria, then over to Vancouver for a few days, before… Continue Reading “Post #3162: The burden of things”
This has been a bit of a week, but here I am and it’s Friday and I’m leaving the city in a few hours to go back to Gabriola Island where I will work on a recording project with my husband and others for… Continue Reading “Post #3155: Keeping the doors open”
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