I bumped into this poem, by John O'Donohue, from his book "To Bless the Space Between Us" For Loneliness When the light lessens, Causing...

I created a little Sanctuary in a part of the house I didn't usually visit. I can have tea here, and watch the trees and also birds,...

I have a friend who owns 4 crows. This doesn’t mean that she has them in a cage, or that they live in her house. She has a special...

I spent some time taking photos of our friend the hummingbird, the one that we often see near the terrace. Watching his behavior is...

It has been a while that I want to add this poem to my Blog, only I had never taken a photo of a goldfinch. Yesterday one stayed long...

I recently read a phrase by Pierre Alais, yoga teacher, and student of Shivananda & T.K.V. Desikachar, a phrase that stayed with me:...

Thanks to Toni Goodman, the Poetry Circle fairy, for this beautiful poem: Thank You Ross Gay If you find yourself half naked and barefoot...

Dear ones, There is no moment in life where things are not changing, maybe there is sometimes the illusion that things are steady and...

A Ritual to Read to Each Other If you don't know the kind of person I am and I don't know the kind of person you are a pattern that...

What Can I Do? I am fortunate enough to have a roof over my head, food to eat, even drinkable water from the tap, which is really a...

A dear student who shares her wisdom with the sangha* shared this with us: The Moment by Marie Howe Oh, the coming-out-of-nowhere moment...

On Christmas Day, one of my son’s friends gave me two beautiful candles, nontoxic coconut wax, with a very delicate, almost imperceptible...

With a shift in my work, everything needs to adjust: facing change. It has been about four years since one of my mentors suggested that...

A dear friend recently shared this poem with me, I just keep reading it over and over: "Put down that bag of potato chips, that white...

Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window. No cloud, no wind. Air that flowers held For awhile. Some dove somewhere. Been on...

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. ...

There is a brokenness out of which comes the unbroken, a shatteredness out of which blooms the unshatterable. There is a sorrow beyond...

I wonder if the sun debates dawn some mornings not wanting to rise out of bed from under that down-feather horizon if the sky grows tired...

I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how...

“You can’t give what you don’t have”, I hear my teacher saying. He also reminds us constantly about our personal practice. About 26 years...