The Place Where the Echo Lives

This morning I consider the space before I speak. Before the word forms, before breath carries it outward, there is … More

Brooklyn A Key From Above

I am standing on the sidewalk in Brooklyn, on Amboy Street just down the corner from Pitkin Avenue, small enough … More

Sometimes I think about how memory and thought actually work in the mind. Most people assume that memories are stored … More

Am I moving through awareness or is awareness moving through me? Let me begin with the orchestra. When I listen … More

This morning’s meditation centered on the unfolding edge of now — how each moment emerges quietly, continuously, almost too smoothly … More

There’s a tree planted on the property line between two houses. Its roots draw from the same soil. Its trunk … More

I began by noticing something very simple. Before I form a sentence in my mind, something is already moving. There … More

I was sitting. At first, I’m not sure what came first —the tension in the bodyor the contraction in thinking. … More

Imagine sunlight spread across the whole sky.Soft. Diffuse. Everywhere at once. Now imagine placing a magnifying glass under it.The same … More

Think of a computer monitor. What appears on the screen feels complete and self-contained: images, words, problems, stories, identity. But … More