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Pause | Chill out Learning to Walk with the Elephants
Why the constant rush, how did this begin? Who was the mastermind, behind the scenes who created this? Maybe some funny prankster lit a candle, decided it would be fun to chase us, with it under our butt. Or possibly it began, as the old saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." That one frantic bird, told all the other birds on the playground, it was a good thing to do: to hurry and rush, just like a chicken without its head. Let's have none of that! We listen to th
Moon | Point of Contact for Becoming our Essence
The Moon Within Us All There’s an old Zen saying: “Mindful practice is the finger pointing at the moon.” Not the moon itself; just the finger. Because the moon, in this metaphor, is our essence. It’s our radiant, inner being that reflects each moment with clarity, compassion, and awe. Like the actual moon overhead, this awareness can shine so brightly it lights up the whole inner night. But just as easily, it can vanish behind mental clouds or drift out of sight when life
Trail Foot | Journeying on the Path to Freedom
Soft melodies perform through the tepid air, strumming a song of divinity; the parlor sky opens into the vast unknown. The contact of the foot amid the soft, invisible vibrations of the earth kissing back with each step. Leaning into freedom, caressing the bare ether, as a dance of strong softness unfolds into the atmosphere. A return to formlessness, the self becomes no-self, magnetized with the moon, reflecting unshaved branches; as water defines its journey. At once, unrec
Equinox | Spring Forward to a New Beginning
Imagine a moment, not quite day, not yet night. A space suspended in perfect poise, where time softens and the breath seems to hold itself in gentle reverence. This is the equinox. A rare cosmic pause button. And within it, we find something truly magical: the inner balance point, a nesting place within the fluctuations of our minds. Just like a pendulum suspended in midair, there's a grace in this middle path. A tender rhythm between vibrant life and nourishing rest. The mi
Hatchling | Immersing and Thriving in an Adventurous Life
Beneath the moonlit canvas of a tropical shoreline, tiny beings awaken, breaking free from their delicate, buried chambers of beginning. This moment, timeless and tender, marks the emergence of baby sea turtles, each one embodying the pure poetry of instinct , movement, and ancestral memory. These ancient mariners, among the oldest living species on Earth, have glided through the oceans for over 110 million years—yes, with the dinosaurs! Yet despite their majestic legacy, the
Specks | Finding Inspiration in the Sand
Could it be... Inspiration is the tiny specks of gold, residing in the sand? The frog, making its way onto the lily pad, embraces the radiant energy from the sun. A river rapid, guided by gravity, flows toward the ocean, meandering freely. The butterfly, cracking out of its cocoon, once snug and settled, spreads new wings, and floats on a fresh journey. A flower opens, inviting bees to have lunch, releasing its essence. The smile of a stranger, walking in the park, the wag of
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