Can you picture Charlie Brown kicking a football? Lucy pulls it away just as he kicks, sending him flying into the air and landing on his back – ooof – every time. I did that. Only my Lucy was an icy sidewalk. I landed HARD on my right hip, hard enough to bring tears to […]
What do you see when you look in the mirror? What do you hear when you listen to your inner chatter? What do you notice when your kiddo reflects your habits, like it or not? A reflective look in this month’s column Off the Mat: Reflections on the Practice of Parenting. Look for me the first Monday […]
The thaw has come. And with it – snaking across the brown-yellow-green mud field that passes for a front lawn – mole hills. Waiting for the school bus this morning, I saw a new set and wondered, is there something to do about this? It’d be fun to stomp them – the organic version of […]
Let yourself pretend this week. Pretend play with your kids if you have them. Pretend play with yourself, parent or not. Pretend you like washing dishes. Pretend the freezing cold air feels refreshing. Pretend you are glad to hear the alarm clock. Pretend you adore each and every commuter on the road, train or bus with […]
“When we start to meditate or to work with any kind of spiritual discipline,we often think that somehow we’re going to improve, which is a subtle aggression against who we really are. It’s a bit like saying, “If I jog I’ll be a much better person.” “If I had a nicer house I’d be a […]
Your upbringing was hard and perfect. Your environment creates you and you it. Choose to be happy either way.
This week, embrace. Someone you love. The change in seasons. A new idea. A challenge. Some part of yourself you’ve been loathe to accept. Notice whether this brings comfort. Weekly Practice offers simple ideas for nurturing your body, mind, and spirit. Play along and share what you discover!
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. […]