More apocalypse, less angst
I was away from home for two weeks doing all the things (friends, jukai, work, training) in both nearby cities (Victoria then Vancouver). It was a wonderful break after being alone for much of the time this winter (not lonely though) – and I… Continue Reading “Post #3059: Introducing the tiny zendo”
I’m not going to say what it’s the morning of, because we all know, and many of us are unhappy about it, and the world seems inching closer to the edge as a result of what will happen later today. And yet. And yet… Continue Reading “Post #3050: Meditating the morning of….”
In my meditation retreat a couple of weeks ago, one of my teachers said, “sometimes we figure out what our retreat is about after a few days of it, but often we don’t know what a retreat is about for us was about until… Continue Reading “Post 3045: Opening the windows”
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”
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