I was feeling disappointed this morning. I had just finished meditating, the whole time during which my lower back ached. I injured it a couple of weeks ago and it was hurting. A lot. So much for my plans. I…
Imprints We Make
Our thoughts, words, and actions affect us all. Remembering we inter-are.
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This and That or There But For the Grace of God Go I
Tagged with: Abuse, Being with what is, Buddhism, Creator, fate, future, God, samsara, Spirituality, suffering
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Lucky
I am so lucky. I hurt my back two weeks ago. This morning at 7 a.m. I was startled by some pretty heavy knocking on my apartment door. My husband threw on his robe and opened the door to be…
Tagged with: Being with what is, contentment, glass half full, Gratefulness, life, Lucky, Meditation, perception, positivity
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Legacy
As the earth gives us food and air and all the things we need May I give my heart to caring for all others until all attain awakening For the good of all sentient beings May loving kindness be born…
Tagged with: Abuse, Buddhism, Compassion, insight, Meditation, Mothers Day, Prayer, Spirituality
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A Slow Learner
One day my teacher, Venerable Karma Yeshe Wangpo said to me: “You should teach”. I didn’t. Some weeks passed. Again he said: “You should teach”. Still I didn’t. I guess I am a slow learner. For two whole years he…
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Love is Forever
I was meditating this morning. I cried a couple of times. It was a busy meditation session. Lots happening. The happening that ended in tears was my mom. My mom. Sometimes when I look at her wrinkled, beautiful…
Tagged with: Being Present, Being with what is, Dementia, Impermanence, Loss, Love, Meditation, Mom
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A Gift to Remember
The train screeched and groaned its way onto the platform. Silhouetted against the Christmas lights shining through the windows of the station, the darkened figures dotting the platform gradually came into focus. I squinted, trying to locate them through the…
Looks ARE Deceiving
Originally posted on going outwords & inwords:
We can never know what’s going on for someone else. I was at the Tuscon airport a couple of days ago, preparing to fly back home here to Montana. I sat down at…
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