Contact: Where Attention Becomes Interest

Contact: Where Attention Becomes Interest Why Nothing Feels Dull When Contact Remains Mindfulness shows us where contact is already happening—and … More

You Cannot Return to the Same Home Twice

An old doorway opened this morning. What I used to call Aladdin’s closet—a small, sloping space from childhood, built by … More

What Are You Holding Onto Right Now?

I had just finished recording—peaceful, steady—and then, in an instant, it was gone. A minute and a half erased by … More

I Am My Own Echo

A cloud gives up its moisture as rain so plants can grow. An apple tree gives up its apples so … More

At the Top of the Stairs Entering the River of Illusions

When I was a kid growing up in Bellerose, Queens, New York City, most houses were pretty much the same. … More

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

The Balloon of Awareness

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

The Leading Edge of the Happiness Wave

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