Today, after my own horrendous 36-hour trip from France to England, I can’t help thinking of all the others like me, stranded between familiar shores trying to get home for the holidays. This is for you, and for the angels among you.
the new thing for christmas
We cannot bring forth anything that counts in life unless we let Life penetrate us. And yet, we live with so much resistance, so much fear of allowing that. This morning, in my yoga-softened body, I could feel the gifts of these years. I felt my receptivity, my openness, my desire, my longing. I have longed for Life itself, and the feeling of taking it in like a really deep breath. I have allowed Life to penetrate me and to awaken the seed of The New Thing in my heart, time and time again.
remembrance
Remembrance Sunday. Today, as I watch those who have survived unspeakable hardship honor those who have not survived, I am humbled by their uncommon humanity. …What does your life ask you today that requires your courage? How will you respond?
how do you measure success?
How then do we, who have so much, even in comparison to our own ancestors, measure success? Things we have long taken for granted are now uncertain. And measurements that have always fit for our culture, our country, our generation do not fit as well as they used to. As I think about this question today, with the uncertainty of the future headlining every news broadcast, I can’t help thinking of…
reflections on Sri Lanka and the cost of progress
What I covet for the people of Sri Lanka, as they do what they must in the larger world, is what I covet for us all. It is the depth of self-awareness to move ahead through life without losing ourselves. Progress without personal impoverishment.
the deliberate tourist
Somehow it often feels safer to rest within the boundaries of what we know and understand. But this safety is an illusion, and will eventually be shattered when what we don’t know pierces our safety net. It always does.