A Gift
A have a gift for you It is simple and sacred It might be medicine or poison It’s all I’ve got When you are gifting me your presence I share myself, a bit nervously Will this be enough Can you take this in I feel held ad begin to wonder What is in your basket?
To be seen is not passive
Why do we choose the partners we choose? What do we really want from a relationship? And how conscious are we of the needs driving us? Winter always puts me in this reflective mood. Everything slows, wraps itself inward, reveals the bones of things. Looking at all this through the lens of somatic inquiry, the […]
Come as you are
Intensity is welcome here. Your tenderness is welcome too. The loving child you were… the one who learned how to disappear in order to be tolerated. I notice a felt sense as I write this. A tight, narrow corridor in the chest. Like the body learned early where it was allowed to exist. Where does […]
I am allowed
Yesterday I met these horses. Calm. Neutral. An all-encompassing presence. I did not expect anything. I felt accepted in a natural, unremarkable way. My is-ness. I felt the horsiness of the horses. I was crying, and through the tears something was bubbling: Am I allowed? I don’t know if I can. Is this really happening? […]
Trust
I was always afraid of the unknown. Living in a Buddhist community, every night I had to cross an open field from the lama’s house to my cabin. I carried a small flashlight. It lit only a little of the path. Just a couple of steps. If I lifted it and waved it chaotically into […]
Self-Sabotage or the Voice of a Child Inside?
Self-Sabotage or the Voice of a Child Inside? I love Kung Fu.Every time I practice, I feel stronger, more alive, more connected. And yet… I almost never practice alone.In class, with my teacher or the group — yes.But when I try to do it at home, something happens: Sleepiness.Sluggishness.Avoidance.Suddenly, *anything else* seems more important. For […]
Sometimes life feels like a quiet miracle.
Years ago, I was walking among the mountains of Tibet — surrounded by a spirit that moved me deeply. A people who have been repressed, yet never gave up their devotion. A land where great beings like Milarepa and Patrul Rinpoche meditated high above the world, trusting something larger inside them. I remember thinking: “This […]