from the outside, it looks like i’m meditating

From the outside, it looks like I’m meditating   Assuming the noble posture feels like a homecoming after exploring seated practice from monks, mystics and madmen, through pages and in person, for three decades. Stillness is my home.  Silence is my preference. And has been so since those early days when playing possum kept me…

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oh, how you shine!

As the fuss and fluster of the end of school season settles, a calmness that comes from being back in the quiet space of my own making moves through me, like a welcome summer breeze. The rare treat of a second, unhurried cup of morning coffee is accompanied by reading a work of fiction while…

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ride on

  unusual paths Even though it’s February, my path to work did not look like this.  In fact, I had the incredible joy of cycling to work this week.       Along with the sheer lack of snow and ice along the bike path that weaves through town, the biggest motivator for me to commute…

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ideal conditions

ideal february   It was unseasonably warm. A clear sky gently sheltered a light dusting of snow on a path in a secluded wooded area. Under these ideal conditions, a fellow introvert and I dressed lightly and put on our cross-country skis to enjoy the solitude, together. It seemed as if nothing could make the…

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the red light of gratitude

  I’m well-acquainted with the incredible physical and mental health benefits of gratitude.  It’s a genuine game changer. So why do I ‘forget’ to do it?  Same reason I ‘forget’ to drink enough water or to get up close and personal with my yoga mat.  It’s one of those habits that is apparently not too…

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not alone even in solitude

  When November Comes Long days tented under gloomy skies, wet leaves beneath our feet and the cooler temperatures all forecasting an even darker season yet to come can weigh on even the most optimistic person. Hope can turn to apathy as quickly as a burnt red maple leaf can be tossed by the wind…

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grace from fall

sock season This season is made only more delightful for how it recently reintroduced me to my socks.   And while relishing the renewed warmth of my toes, I engage in the ritual chopping of veggies for large pots of bone-warming soup. The soup boils slowly on top of the stove, teasing the flavours together, until…

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