Truly
As I lay sandwiched between two young boys — my sons — Mica flung his arms around my head and whispered with sweet urgency, “I truly, truly love you, Mama.” And then, in case I hadn’t gotten it, “Truly, truly, truly, truly, truly I love you.” How can I argue with that? But it’s true: [...]
Swan
I was sitting with a rock. It felt big in my hands — too big — and my sense was that I wanted to be rid of it. I noticed that impulse (oh, my friend aversion come again), and turned my attention to my breath. A woman I had just met, I’ll call her Rita, [...]
It Moves
This is Mica. He was a few months old — five? — in this photo. I remember that time so clearly, he had emerged from the didymos wrapped against my chest and was lying around on the ground, atop the sheep’s skin, amid the patterns of the quilt made by my mother, just for [...]
Hakomi Level II
I went to Hawaii for my fortieth birthday. I wanted to be somewhere beautiful, and warm, with my family, but able to be on my own part of the time, too. I was seeing beach. I was seeing myself meditating. I found it all — we went to Hawaii and I spent time on the [...]
Tangle
How can I set right a tangle which is entirely below the level of my consciousness? Nisargardatta: “By being with yourself… by watching in your daily life with alert interest, with the intention to understand rather than to judge, in full acceptance of whatever may emerge, because it is there. You encourage the deep to [...]
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