Right Back Here Again

We pack up their lunch, make sure they have their gym clothes and books, and bundle them into the car or out to the bus stop, take a deep breath and begin our day. School’s kind of a free period for parenting, or at least for a lot of parents. Do kids think about yesterday’s …

The Bodhi Tree

Last night I was graced with crystal clear seeing of the twisted lie that is the separate self. It, as usual, came on the heels of hell night.   Yesterday started with a big bang – a body shock that set my world reeling. It was not the device implanted in my chest. It was …

Love’s Legacy

I found myself in resistance. Occasionally I still reside there for a moment or two, an hour or more … or longer? I’m not really sure anymore. Funny. It doesn’t appear to be mental, simply a perfect storm of life coalescing into an out of control physical experience. Shocks pepper my body — hand, head, …

It’s Okay to Meet the Monster

Our parents didn’t know any better. They told us to stop crying — you aren’t hurt — and shut off the light as they exasperatedly said monsters don’t live under your bed. When we fell down they said, jump back up; never show your pain; just ignore it; be strong. Our parents, and our society, …