More apocalypse, less angst
If meditation has taught me one thing (or started to anyhow), it’s that sitting with discomfort is possible. And more than that, it’s often desirable. When we sit with discomfort without immediately trying to rectify it, we learn more about the cause, and we stop ourselves… Continue Reading “Post 2091: Sitting with discomfort.”
Sometimes when we meditate, the ghosts come knocking. This morning at the zen-do was one of those sits. A friend from years past – Mike Low – died over the weekend, hiking the Cerise Creek trail outside of Pemberton. When he didn’t arrive at… Continue Reading “Post #2070: A death, a visit to the past, a meditation.”
Sometimes I find myself spun by anxiety. Am I good enough? Fun enough? Doing the right thing? Am I a good enough partner or friend? Do I live my life in the right way? Today I am feeling that. Like I am not any good,… Continue Reading “Post #2067: A small realization after morning coffee”
Returning from meditation retreat on a Monday morning, the workplace conversation goes something like this: Co-worker: So, what did you do this weekend? Me: Spent it at a meditation retreat, you know, meditating. Co-worker: Really? Me: Yup Co-worker: Wow, you must be really relaxed… Continue Reading “Post #2061: Silence is the easy part”
All the things I want to do, and all the things I have to do – aren’t exactly lining up these days. Partly it’s that slump thing I wrote about recently, but partly it’s because I feel so inspired to knit and sew and go… Continue Reading “Post #2056: Somehow just being….”
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