I’m reading David Foster Wallace’s brilliant Infinite Jest right now (although right now means for the past two years on Thursday, but if you’ve immersed yourself in this book, you’ll know that it takes awhile). On every page there are so many words and concepts…
Continue reading Jnana// Embodied Knowing
There is always space. There is always s p a c e . In every beat. In every breath. Out on the edge of the vastness. The embrace of our own heart is a beginning. A tender and magical beginning. Safety. Sorted-ness. These already are.…
Continue reading Love// A Prayer
To me, right now, the point of practice is kindness compassion forgiveness (minor and profound) wide-open spacious togetherness love love love tenderness divine moments of truth-presence That’s my story. What’s yours? Why do you keep coming back to the practice?
As the practice takes shape and as things (necessarily?) start to happen, we might wonder what the point of all of this is anyway. Probably this arises over and over. At least it has for me. In those spaces where the technique falls away, and…
Continue reading Tasting the Nectar// The Point of All of This
The fog I’ve been roaming around in for the past few months appears to be lifting. I feel lightness again in my skin and teeth and fingernails. The sludgy, un-ruddered feeling is so nearby though, that I am using this prescient moment to remind myself…
Continue reading Clarity// Integration takes time
Pranayama is becoming a daily practice again. I have begun practicing every day just prior to sitting for meditation. It feels like the right time to practice, so I do. Listening is key. Listening to the natural rhythms that arise and what symbiotically falls away as…
Continue reading Hanging out in the Kumbhak