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

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

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

I imagine shrink wrap—the kind used in shipping, where all the air has been pulled out. Whatever is inside is … More

Sometimes I turn on a basketball game, a football game, a tennis match, and I don’t care at all who’s … More

It’s a familiar idea that medications have a half-life.You take something into the body, and over time it loses strength. … More

I’m on the merry-go-round with my grandchild, moving in a smooth, predictable circle. Relative to him, nothing is changing. We … More

I keep thinking about a spacecraft using a planet as a slingshot. If the angle is right, gravity pulls it … More

In meditation today, a few words from Adyashanti stuck with me: riding the wave of what is already happening, accepting … More