First Frost in My Neighborhood
I wonder how many people noticed the first frost as they rushed to their post-industrialist jobs.
Found Exhortation (Core Value of the Month: Discipline)
What if we were to cease to think of discipline as constraint, as punishment, as something confining and unattainably rigorous, something satisfying only in having suffered for gain? What if we were to understand it, as Swami Chidvilasananda, suggests as… (READ MORE)
Waiting for the Bus
Is it benign multitasking or a sign of being too attached to social media that I am writing while I am waiting for the bus home? I have taken my moment to appreciate the beauty of the Dome. Tonight, I… (READ MORE)
The Walk From My House to House of Hands (and the start of Standard Time)
It felt good to sleep in and still wake up at my usual 6am. I did my morning practice, went to meeting for worship, joined in at a fundraising lunch for Pakistan flood relief, looked at the Truth Beauty exhibit… (READ MORE)
Sometimes When It Seems As Though I Don’t Have Much to Say
it is because I have too much to say. I am thinking about many things, deeply and all at once. When I write in my journal, unexpected thoughts emerge from some depths. At this stage, the thoughts are for myself…. (READ MORE)
Found Exhortation
When We Look Inward
When we go deep inside with our practice, we should recognize that we are just spirit reflecting back on itself.
Outrageous Sky (Over the Tree in Front of My House, in the Direction of the Capitol)
Whoever Comes and Goes
in the Hart Senate Building, the sky will still be magnificent and spacious (though how polluted it is may change).
The Word on the Street
is that sometimes I love this crazy country (and the Dome).