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Practicing Presence

  “Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of … Continue reading

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A Visit from the Dalai Lama and 10,000 Shades of Blue

More important than what was recorded, these evenings deepened my life: they framed every event or thought and placed it with care by the others. As time went on, that scribbled wall—even if it stayed blank—became where everything recognized itself … Continue reading

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Looking Deeply: Art, Poetry, and Presence

Barry Lopez in his children’s book, Crow and Weasel, writes, “Remember on this one thing, said Badger. The stories people tell have a way of taking care of them. If stories come to you, care for them. And learn to give them … Continue reading

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Beauty and Justice

 “Man is hungry for beauty. There is a void.”—Oscar Wilde In the streets of my Delhi neighborhood, workers are building new apartments. Women carry sand on their heads. Bricks are stacked on the walkway. Yesterday the populous celebrated Republic Day, … Continue reading

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At The Edge of Emptiness

“Prayer begins at the edge of emptiness.”–Abraham Joshua Heschel Heschel’s words strike me because there are a lot of things I don’t have answers for. Aware of my smallness in face of the suffering around me every day, I stand at … Continue reading

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Finding Space–An Invitation

Over the past few weeks I’ve been doing further research about Italian immigrants in San Francisco, San Francisco in the early 1900’s, reading some of Billy Collins’ poetry, editing a couple of articles to send out for possible publication, barbecuing … Continue reading

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Coming Back to the Garden

I sit looking out over my yard while I write, the sun neither too warm nor too weak– a perfect gentleness for a summer afternoon. I see the stone steps under the grape arbor, and the thyme that fits between the … Continue reading

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The Value of Waiting

“Adopt the pace of nature. Her secret is patience.” –Ralph Waldo Emerson Outside of Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, during the month of February wild iris grow in ribbons of purple across the desert in an area called Tumair. They open between … Continue reading

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Remembering How to See

“But what the poets sees with his always new vision is not what is “imaginary”; he sees what others have forgotten how to see. The poet is always inadvertently stripping away the veils and showing us his reality. Many poets, … Continue reading

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