Falling Down the Rabbit Hole:

But I’ve also been thinking about meditation. Specifically, I’ve been pondering the fact that we serious meditators share a secret. It’s one that we may be loath to let the world in on. That secret is the pleasure—yes, I mean the bona fide, juicy, luxurious, full-out decadence—of withdrawing from the world, albeit for relatively brief periods at a time.

Grab-bag

My silly heart that doesn’t have a clue That flops and gasps in fear and an excess of abundance that it confuses with a dearth… My silly heart… I look around and Some of me knows that every smidgen of this gaudy Universe is mine is me is in my Concentric spreading sphere And I... Continue Reading →

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