An essayist Pico Iyer once said that "Affluence is not a matter of what you have but what you don't lack.” On the surface, he is just stating the obvious. And yet, there is a difference between saying “I have a home” and saying “I am not homeless”. Perhaps re-focusing on “not lacking” as opposed… Continue reading What Do You Not Lack?
A sense of deep peace envelopes your entire being as you come into the green fields surrounding a small cluster of buildings at the heart of the Holy Cross Abbey in Berryville, Virginia, 60 miles away from Washington DC. Once you park and leave your car behind, a startling realization dawns on you: it is… Continue reading Sixty Miles to Quiet
Good morning my friends and may your Friday be joyful. Today, I would like to share with you a strange, mysterious proverb: "The obstacle is the path." At a glance, this proverb makes little sense. An obstacle is an obstacle. How does it become a path? There seem to be many ways to interpret this… Continue reading The Obstacle is the Path
Waiting for a train is beautiful; may I tell you about the magic of these deep waiting moments? Perhaps waiting is one of the few last opportunities left in our hectic lives for not feeling rushed, for not feeling that (or as if) we have to run somewhere. Right now, your train is late and… Continue reading Waiting for a Train
"Those who can make you believe in absurdities, can make you commit atrocities,” I write in asymmetrical, ugly letters, leaving red and purple stains on my fingers. It’s Earth Day, April 22, 2017, and I am making a sign for today’s March for Science, feeling confident that Voltaire would approve of his words being used… Continue reading Finding Community at a Protest, a Meditation After the March for Science
May you have a joyful Sunday, my friends. Wishing you a day full of meaning and little joys. A little joy can be as simple as noticing a tiny white flower raising its head in your April garden. It can be seeing a clumsy puppy running around his human, bursting with energy and joy of… Continue reading Little Joys
La noche oscura del alma (Dark Night of the Soul) is the title given to a poem by 16th century Spanish mystic Saint John of the Cross. These striking words seem to have been written to describe the very state of being for many of us today: loss, sadness, grief, despair. It’s been a strange Lenten… Continue reading Dark Night of the Soul, a Lenten Meditation