Daily Breaths

Soaring Above The Small Minded

At times of change we have opportunity and necessity to expand our vision(s). A dear friend sent me a Taoist parable which speaks of this in a wonderfully visual manner: ‘There is a great bird known as the Pieng. Its back appears as broad as a mountain range; its wings are like clouds across the… Read more »

Gut Bombs

A Doctor has described our bulbous, calorie-laden consumption of lemon creams, toffee butternuts, and chocolaty devil mousse’s as ‘gut bombs.’ Those nirvana, heat seeking missives of cholesterol and wide waists that call to us like the Sirens do more than make us hefty, they render us unconscious. When I have polished off a pot pie,… Read more »

February 14th

Today’s the day we’ve arbitrarily assigned to hold the heart. That’s quite a dedication, delicious in its enigmatic beginnings. Valentine’s Day has been handed down through superstition, supposition, and an assortment of maybe this, maybe that. For it to have survived, and grown out of confusion and misinformation, it is clearly a need of the… Read more »

If I Had Known

If I had known, Oh sweetest heart of stalwart years, That you would see so well Calm forlorn seas within Teach my drowning self to float– Later learn to swim. If I had known Then my parched self would unfold Skin melting into skin And snake-like shed All I had been, rising and Risking its… Read more »

Moral Moonlight

Sometimes we see our life not by how close we are to it, in it…as it were, but by moving away from the center, as in taking a vacation, or being sick, perhaps even entering the oh so foreign territory of being on our dying journey. Sometimes just the change in language reveals us to… Read more »

‘Oh Tannenbaum!’

I’ve tried to take down the tree on three separate occasions. I couldn’t/can’t do it. We always take the tree down the week after Christmas, as in “You’re out’a here!” This year, this tree is different. It feels like a felony to de-nude her. She continues to hold a magic that touches me/us personally, and… Read more »

Begin the Begine!

Is there anything more inviting than the first blank page of a new journal on a New Year’s morning? Such possibility spreads out before us! No messy squiggles, no regrets crossed out to mar a lovely landscape. The page, pure and hopeful lies empty, ready and wanting to soak up thought and prod creativity. I… Read more »

An Intimate Living

‘Intimate’ from the Latin, intimare/intimus, meaning ‘inmost,’ to make known, is a word we usually associate to mean closely acquainted with someone. All well and good, but we can also be intimate, or not, to our life, our breath, our time, our death. This requires a good deal of work. Turning inward to sit still… Read more »