Category: Contemplative Essays

Medicine in the Moment

The essence of time is found spontaneously in moments, not measured in minutes. Minutes are fleeting, moments are precious. Minutes are disposable, moments are priceless. In man’s strange invention of measured time, minutes tick tick tick away, evaporating, yet somehow stacking up to become… Continue Reading “Medicine in the Moment”

Tommy Orange’s Powwow: Stage or Symbol?

If you were writing a novel and you had something you really needed to say, from deep down in the marrow of your bones, wouldn’t you love to turn the setting for your story’s climactic moments into a perfect stage upon which your characters… Continue Reading “Tommy Orange’s Powwow: Stage or Symbol?”

Circles

If I didn’t have to go to work today, I’d write a clever turn-of-phrase or a cryptic suggestion only you would understand the meaning of. I’d spend my time among the dead, paying my respects with a few well-put-together lines destined to become a… Continue Reading “Circles”

Walkabout

“Alone as you feel, you are with all the world”

Connecting Poetry With Song

Two powerful songs that resonate just as much now as they did decades ago

Contemplating Cultural Appropriation

Many of us, as much as we hate to admit it, are not exactly sure what cultural appropriation means.  Had it come up in a conversation, we might have made a mental note to “google it” later.  Its most basic definition?  The unacknowledged and/or… Continue Reading “Contemplating Cultural Appropriation”

Discovering The Healing Power Of Yoga

Here’s a link to my recent article on Sivana East, for anyone interested: How yoga helped a chef heal his body and change his mind  

Changing Stones to Feathers

Sometimes it’s easy to forget that before you can get down to the nitty-gritty business of saving the world, you must tackle yourself, tend to yourself, save yourself, overcome yourself – so you can get out of your own way and just be yourself. … Continue Reading “Changing Stones to Feathers”

No Small Wonder

It’s those unexpected details in life that can astonish you sometimes, like little thieves waiting for an unwary tourist around a corner. Ants coming out two days before it rains. Burro dung holding up adobe walls for two hundred years. A hummingbird’s heart beating… Continue Reading “No Small Wonder”

Dharma Wonderland

Kennedy, King and Lennon.  Public squalor, private wealth.  What is this strange country, the United States of America?  It is the dog that – when left unattended – discovers everything on the table is within reach, the pleasure and the poison, and devours both.… Continue Reading “Dharma Wonderland”

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