Appreciation
What a brightly beautiful day. I persevere in letting go of the qualifier if only it were warmer.
Practice, contemplation, and insights
What a brightly beautiful day. I persevere in letting go of the qualifier if only it were warmer.
Pale cherry blossoms Give way to green. Now the crab- apples darkly pink.
I’ve been told that the tantric yoga masters said everything is the emanating light of consciousness with a capital “C” (prakasha) and through certain esoteric practices we can come to know ourselves as reflecting back on (vimarsha) this exquisite light. Then we can experience the sublimity of oneness. Intentional stillness makes reflections easier to witness. …
In recent months, I have listened to the stories of a number of close friends and co-workers as they navigate the difficult process of saying their good-byes to the tangible, physical embodiment of a loved one and participating in the loved one’s own good-bye. I find myself filled with memories of those I still love…