A lot of good energy was directed to other pursuits for a few days. Our intentional Community, Odonata, offered it's first evening in the Sacred Music Series, concerts with musicians whose art is devoted to the spirit through music. Sitartist David Pontbriand and tabla player Amos Libby entertained some sixty people at the Yoga Center …
It began the year that you became a father, the year of your transformation. In those months following the birth of your first child, your son, the chaff of accumulated living was burned away, and those things you had believed with more and more conviction to be True, became in the end only ideas you …
Work is what sustains us — work that we have chosen — sustains us by bringing bread for the service we have provided, gives us purpose and, hopefully, a sense of satisfaction as the world turns on its axis, and whirls us into shadow of the Earth once again. Todo amor é sagrado e o …
The boys are taking numbers to stand in line again born with an open hand which of them will be men today and draw a card that wins? They're looking for a future looking for their rising star to shine above the fields a voice shouts from the doorway "C'mon in, boy, you're hired." They …
The beauty of the subtropics — as I experienced them for years in Brazil, and on other journeys far and away… … and now I understand that I was making a home of the Earth, not a home of – Spencer, New York, where I was born at the foot of a minor tree-crowned mountain; …
There's a song for the water of sorrow and a song for the fire of pain a song for the love that you'll meet tomorrow and one for the touch of skin ah, life gives us songs to sing Can you count how many times you've held pleasure in your hands? Open your fingers …
At the risk of becoming a Byfield Weatherbug, I'd like to report that the day has begun with mountains again. To the East, a layer of clouds — which is so similar to yesterday's formation that now I am thinking it must be ocean-bound fog — rests upon the Earth's horizon like a ridge of …
You walk through your day dissatisfied; there is something missing, or something amiss. In the evening you are tired, but it is weariness of spirit, not a physical depletion. Your body has not been a channel for a day well lived, life flowing into and through you, now ready to be replenished; instead, your energy …
You must acknowledge the beauty of loss: it makes your smile more natural, your glance deeper, your touch more compassionate. How many adults have been toughened to rigidity by the demands of a life, only to be snapped — like that — by an event that should have been expected? It’s too bad if you try, …
There are so many useful goals for a life. There seems to be one for every occasion, all so very useful. To be a success, to raise fine children, to travel the world, to follow pleasure where it leads, to save souls… My goals have been high, now they are not so lofty: to write …
If you do not meet the sacred in yourself, you will not meet the sacred in anything; if you meet the sacred anywhere, even in the smallest thing, you will have found the sacred within yourself. That is the first lesson, before all others. If you have not learned this lesson, reaching for another will …
As a driver, you choose where you are going (usually within the confines of paved roadways), when to get there (depending on traffic), and how stressed you wish to be over the process (all options available). But as a driver, your field of vision is drawn in: to a narrow strip of pavement ahead, to …