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”
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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”
The Three Marks of Existence
Impermanence: In awe and wonder,snowflakes melting on my tongue,winter leads to spring Non-Self: Expecting the self,the river reflects us all,moonlight has wisdom. Dukkha: Our communitylifts life’s burdens from our hearts.now Sukha remains.
Nine Attitudes
Sitting as the noise dims within and without I observe the clouds that remain Without portent of future storms I wait, not to hurry them along But with a child’s mind To see what will unfold Seated or in motion I trust without struggle, without strife That what is, is and welcome what will beContinue reading “Nine Attitudes”
Morning Quartet
Before DawnThe silence of your absencegrows louder each dayThe process of aging relentlessThe pain of loss and the vagaries of beingLeave me wondering why First LightWithout rhyme or reason,I rise with creaks and groans,and ponder the evil intentof the author of the NY Times puzzle du jour,before sitting down to write,my life and times DaylightTheContinue reading “Morning Quartet”
A Glimpse of Open Sky
As I perch on blocks upon the floor,the teacher speaks of the art of sitting—and the many masters who have shaped his form.He begins our journey inwardwith a gentle roll of the shoulders—up, back, and down—then slow movements of the head in every direction,aligning the torso before we settle.And then, we follow the breath. ThisContinue reading “A Glimpse of Open Sky”
Emotions
Emotions like a swift stormMake my heart raceAs they rage onBehind closed eyes. The duality of lifeHas me frozenIn space, in timeFrozen in time. “If only”I gaspInstead of“It is”And will always be“What it is.” Deep full breaths inCounting, countingHolding holdingDeep breath out. Behind closed eyesThe clouds fadeTo leave a blue skyAs my out breathEnds inContinue reading “Emotions”
Meditation by the River
The wind whistles As gusts make a flower bed Of white caps from the east side Of the Hudson To the palisades On its western shore