Maybe we need different places for different phases of our lives. Maybe cherished places remain alive inside us even if we have to move on—our attachment to the earth not thinned, but widened.
~Deborah Tall , “From Where We Stand: Recovering a Sense of Place” ~
All week I’ve been thinking about and talking about Bill Moyers Journal March 28, 2008 look at “an update of the Kerner Commission Report, which blamed the violence on the devastating poverty and hopelessness endemic in the inner cities of the 1960s.” There is a transcript and podcast and background material here you’ll want to…
Happy Losar! Happy Tibetan New Year! To read the story of Losar from Namgyal Monastery (Personal Monastery of H.H. the Dalai Lama) click here.
Sing along, now, everybody, all together: “Getting to know you, Getting to feel free and easy When I am with you, Getting to know what to say” That’s the essence of the “Getting to Know You” blogging meme which Isabella Mori of Change Therapy has just tagged me to participate in. Poinsetta, December-child’s flower DECEMBER…
Happy ALL MOTHERS DAY, you mothers and others. This is a good day to recognize the truth of Tibetan Buddhism: that every being was at one time my own mother…your own mother. Hey! that means you were mine and I was yours. Taking it into present time….you are mine and I am yours. We nurture,…
In today’s New York Times Connections section, Edward Rothstein writes a marvelous article: “Worlds Outfoxed by a Wily Inner Child” about the current exhibiton at the Jewish Museum (later to appear in San Francisco) titled “From The New Yorker to Shrek: The Art of William Steig.” The catalog tells the story of from the artist’s…
She walks in beauty, like the night.—Lord Byron Walking the Beauty Way. –Navajo I stand in my Mother’s shoes—a few sizes too big for me. Mother is dead and gone. She has passed over. I stand in my sister’s shoes—a few sizes too big for me. Julia is dead and gone. She has passed over….