The Island of Happiness and the Raft We Forget We’re Holding

The Island of Happiness and the Raft We Forget We’re Holding I’ve been circling around a few ideas, and today … More

Riding Now

Riding now begins to feel like a rhythm. Each moment noticed is a kind of running out— into experience, into … More

I imagine a long, narrow balloon — the kind used to twist into animals — filled completely with air. Not … More

I woke up with a leftover dream. I was holding this nut-shaped thing. Not a walnut exactly. It had a … More

Imagine a mirror that reflects everything in front of it — trees, faces, sunlight, clutter, beauty, fear, yesterday’s argument, tomorrow’s … More

Just as natural gas carries an added scent so that we can perceive what would otherwise be invisible, awareness too … More

As I move through the day, I notice the subtle currents in the feeling center of the body.Sometimes there is … More

I sit quietly and allow thought to settle, like a stone dropped into still water. The question Who am I? … More

On this Mother’s Day, I’m not thinking of cards or flowers. I’m thinking about presence—the quiet, steady kind that doesn’t … More

Riding the Flow I sit, and the stories begin to stream through me. Each one, its own current—news, weather, memories, … More