Sometimes I wonder whether or not its actually accurate to say that we are killing the planet. Clearly our species has become the predominating force in influencing the Earth’s environment, to such an extent, in fact, that scientists now refer to our current geological epoch as the Anthropocene. There can …
This an excerpt from my recent review of Jon Kolkin‘s book, Inner Harmony, that I wrote for The Tattooed Buddha. We are so busy looking, that we have forgotten how to see., and at heart, these teachings have always been about seeing; about seeing reality, about seeing fully, about seeing …
“every new life on offer here begins now. And now is midnight. It begins now. All these futures. That’s what is here…Every other immediate present and ongoing future you could have had.” – Matt Haig, The Midnight Library Here is all there is. Now is all we have. Every moment …
Recently I had the pleasure of writing an article for the Unusual Buddha. The article concluded with a poem; a poem that I’ve continued to think about and ponder; a poem that has continued to grow in significance and meaning, a poem that has continued to shift importance and pertinence. …
Virginia Wolff says that “A good book is never finished – it goes on whispering to you from the wall.” In my experience, some books whisper with such frequency and fervent intensity, that I’ve had to give up on the idea of them ever residing on the wall. I keep …
I have for so long been so caught up in the closed network of being alone with books that I have forgotten the fact that, even though books can build a natural communion of experience between the writer and the reader, books can be an even broader gateway to belonging, …
Recently I was asked by the lovely folks over at the Tattooed Buddha to contribute to their SnapShots of Meditation series, a project that seeks to show what real-world meditation looks like by highlighting the daily observances carried out by everyday practitioners and their reasons for practicing. It’s always such …
“how you matter is defined by the things that matter to you. You matter as much as the things that matter to you do. And I got so backwards, trying to matter…All this time, there were real things to care about: real, good people who care about me…It’s easy to …
I am only a part-time poet. I love to be lost in lyricism, awash in the wide stretching words of sonnets and verse, but my thoughts tumble out best, and most often, in prose and in essay. Perhaps it’s because my mind is always wildly musing and meandering; fueled by …
Bees are bulimic and we are enabling them. I am not oblivious to the absurdity of that statement. I’m all too aware of the random ridiculousness of the thought, and I’m painfully aware of how ludicrous it is that I’m not only entertaining the idea, but that I’m actively writing …
