Meditations for the Heart, Mind, and Spirit

Contradictions are a vital substrate of the soul, a marbled interiority, often subtle, secretive, and conveniently missed when they are our own, our very essence riddled with a wondrous collection of tensions we barely notice if all is well, yet easily unearthed by the tectonics of loss and grieving, passionate life and living, and the generally unsettling nature of being and becoming. When you lose a loved one, you may become overwhelmed with feelings of unspeakable sorrow,

Below, deep down, underneath the relentless pace of modern society and our endless activities, there is a quiet invitation to notice an infinite expanse...

There is so much none of us will understand. Our capacity to comprehend existence might be like a cricket trying to understand calculus. And that’s okay. Because life is less about knowing, and more about opening, anyway. Opening, for most of us, maybe all of us, is difficult. It involves risk, vulnerability, and uncertainty. Like a flower in spring, opening for the first time to the invitations of sunshine, there is no knowing beforehand what awaits on the other side. Closed

Always wanting more. Never content for very long. Endlessly desirous of something other. Buy a car. Plan a trip. Make more money. Meditate more fully...

The first person to create a door made a choice, distinguishing between “in here” and “out there,” representing a passage or portal through which people traverse a threshold: coming and going between one space and another, a tacit assumption that there are , need , or ought to be separate spaces, an assumption made explicit and realized physically by fashioning a frame, and framing forevermore one’s perceptions of what it means to move and be in the world. Once erected, a do