It is the time for introspection, there are many routes to understanding the nature of our being. I seek to look within and climb to the mountain top, a place I first found walking in the footprints of my father, and upon the summit would slowly turn around in awe of the hawks and eagles,Continue reading “View from the Summit”
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The Hudson
Winter has pursed its lipsand blown across the surface,freezing waves in their wake. A river with tides that has carriedfleet Viking ships and hulled-out tree trunk canoesflows back and forth at the whim of the moonlong past the time man floats upon its surface. I gaze west across its watersand hush the whisper of unease;havingContinue reading “The Hudson”
A Wire Tied to a Kite
There is no question that I am at one of the oddest points in my life. I have emerged, I am emerging from a hibernation of sorts, and as I shake off the Rip Van Winkle fog of sleep, I look around and nothing is as I left it before she came into my life.Continue reading “A Wire Tied to a Kite”
Come Back To Bed
The eruption of tears, the depths of despair, the endless fog, self-neglect and recriminations have abated, if not stopped altogether, but she is still gone. Her hand in mine as we walked the streets of the city, until it took both of my hands to hold the purchases we had made. Sitting on the husbandContinue reading “Come Back To Bed”
Smiling Buddha
Con Sistere(To stand with) At the beginning,she asks usto set an intention. Most days I say to myself:Consistency.Thinking it meantrepetition. This morning,I searchedto better understand its roots—to aid me in my quest. To my surprise,the word Con,means with,and “sistency”, Latin Sistere—to stand. To stand with your word.To do what you say.To walk the pathwhere intentionsContinue reading “Smiling Buddha”
Alpha and Omega – The Clouds In My Tea
I gathered with soulsin quiet pursuitof the peace and serenityfound in the sitting. In this room by the riverShe asked us not to clear our mindsBut instead to awakenTo be inside the cylinder we call a body,To feel its container, crown to toe.She asked us to remember. Like a buzzing flyThe words of a wiseContinue reading “Alpha and Omega – The Clouds In My Tea”
No One to Blame
I am smiling these days—no one to blame but myself.This life I have led,and the one I am living,both satisfy,like a cool drink on a hot day.
Brighter Than the Night
I wakeand see the light ahead—it’s dawn. Memories of my grandmothermurmuring over my tear-stained face,a bit of wisdomI have never forgottenthese seven decades later:that the morningis brighter than the night. Those incantations,said as she tucked me in,let me sighand let go of the angstthat kept mefrom the comfort of my blanketsand the bedraggled square ofContinue reading “Brighter Than the Night”
Haikus | October 15, 2025
1The leaves are falling,Yesterday’s dew, white frosting,The heart longs to share. 2I sit cross legged,savoring deep cleansing breaths,eyes closed sight clearing. 3The Buddha dreaming,waiting for the world to wake,I open one eye.
A Love Letter to My Teachers
It’s morning. The radiators are making their gentle symphony for the first time this fall. The day will be filled with writing, learning my piece for my grandson’s important day, bits of work in the morning, acupuncture and food shopping in the afternoon. As usual, my mind is a jumble. I keep thinking about theContinue reading “A Love Letter to My Teachers”