the husband wasrelaxed, as the wife held his warm head between her armpit Finishing herself in the half hidden silence, he nearly told her everything The way dry leaves fall from naked limbs
Distillation: 2
Having grown bored with wisdom, resting by an old fence of fist sized rocks, chalk whiteas baby powder, the young man leans back and shuts his eyes, recognizing the subtle earthiness of not knowinghow a few drops of water spins sugar nests from grain.
Distillation
Having grown bored with wisdom, resting by an old fence of fist sized rocks, chalk white as baby powder, a young man leans back and closes his eyes, recognizing the subtle earthiness of not knowing how a few drops of water can spin sugar nests from grain.
bow
to every creature drawn to this fleeting moment, the period we have to appreciate each other is nearly over.
Tatiana Elle’s “Yoga for Women”
In her book Yoga for Women (Bloomsbury, Green Tree Publishing 2021), which was published this year, yoga teacher Tatiana Elle offers 45 sequences that are especially tailored to meet the needs of contemporary women. Drawing from her knowledge of Chinese traditional medicine, Elle does not focus solely on asanas (body postures)—instead, she offers insight into a range […]
Alone again
the scent of burnt cloves and saltwater sticking on her jeans She thinks about roasting coffee that way but doesn’t. The ocean is restless.
Samsara
Bestowing only impressions of sorrow, in the butter soft leather light of new fog, a royal procession of swans announce themselves. Birth and death. Nothing is attached for long.
Celebrating Dzongsar Jamyang Khyentse Rinpoche’s 60th birthday
Happy birthday, Dzongsar Jamyang Khyentse Rinpoche! You are the exquisite and peerless flower of heaven (tshangs pa lha’i me tog). Your arrival on this day, 18th of June, sixty years ago have revealed the truth of non-duality that aims to cut through our confused state of mind. Your immaculate speech is not separate from Lord […]
Out of Reach
In the stewed rhubarb flesh of the bay’s earliest fog, the water birds are undetermined. Birth and death. Nothing is attached for long.
A Prayer for All Who Are Sick
Yakushi the Medicine Buddha by Enku, 17th Century My friend Sister Petra is a Christian nun who also practices Zen Buddhism with our sangha. A few months ago she told me, “During the pandemic, I’ve been praying for everybody who’s sick, in body, mind, or spirit.” I was moved by this, and it has continued […]