There’s a tendency to swallow the whole thing at once. Peanut butter and jelly isn’t just peanut butter and jelly. … More
Tag: Being
The Ocean Above the Clouds
I enjoy living in Charlottesville—the mountains, the people, the wineries. But sometimes I remember something I miss from living in … More
The Bag of Masks
I started imagining one of those cake-decorating bags filled with icing. The kind with a small metal tip at the … More
Back From the Dream
Early this morning I woke up, but not all the way. I was in that in-between place—half asleep, half awake, … More
Reading, Eating, and the Cheeseburger Moment
At breakfast, the senior monk sat quietly, reading while eating. Two disciples watched, puzzled. “You told us to only do … More
Life With Cream & Two Sugars
I began with an image of a box. The box represented the background of emptiness. In one side of the … More
When the Voice in My Head Disappears
Most of the time my experience is flattened. Body sensations, mental narration, emotional tone, memory, anticipation — all blended into … More
The Hourglass Within Freedom
I wake with tension already swirling—old echoes, new impressions, the pull of the day pressing in.I notice it all, but … More
The Windows on the Mountain
I imagine I am meditating in a small, circular room. The walls feel close. The air feels tight. I am … More
The Mirror and Happiness
The mirror does not need reflection to be reflective. Its surface exists, complete in its potential, whether or not anything … More

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