Friday, April 28, 2017

What we seek


What is it you've been searching for,
and why have you not realized
it's right here, where you are, right now?

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Just another fantasy


Some days, meditation feels
Like just another fantasy:
You create this lovely welcoming space,
Then wait for some enchanting spirit
That never quite arrives...

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

What seems like a weed


What seems like a weed to you
might prove a tasty delicacy to someone else.
Don't assume that just because 
something is not to your liking
it therefore has no value...

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

The tangled heart


Don't be afraid to venture 
Into the tangled forest of your heart:
There's beauty there, and dark, and light,
And secrets you were born to unravel.

Monday, April 24, 2017

A journey of your own


Never forget, when admiring others' journeys,
that you, too, are traveling on a journey of your own.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Simple pleasures


I'm grateful for the simple pleasures:
for the beauty  of the tulips, 
The glory of a sunny day,
and for the time and thought 
and tender care 
Of such devoted gardeners.

The urge to protect


The aged may grow stiff and gnarly,
Crippled by time and the elements,
But we never lose that urge 
to protect the young.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Mystery


Hidden in even the darkest corners --
always, that invitation into mystery...

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Invitation to the Holy


As the sun with her dying breath and brightest colors
reaches out across the horizon to extend her nightly invitation,
so the Holy reaches out to each of us
welcoming us home.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Uninspired?


Inspiration not coming? That's okay --
some days you just have to hunker down and wait for it...

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Thirsting for the Holy


Thirsty tree leans out,
dying to taste the water;
 sips, and then reflects.

Monday, April 17, 2017

Good boundaries


Within our regimented rows, we dance in gay profusion:
good boundaries needn't mean an end 
to growth, to joy and freedom.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

May hope bloom again


May hope rise up and bloom again,
and its perfume fill the hearts 
of all who long for a world governed by love. 

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Boring can be good



I used to say, "I know I'm boring; 
I come with references!" 
Now I just say, "Boring is good!"
Funny how your perspective 
changes with age...

Friday, April 14, 2017

Imagine an island


In the stillness of the morning,
I can imagine that I am an island,
resting quiet and serene in a calm untroubled sea...

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Shake off the memory of rain


Watching as the clouds begin to lift,
let's spread our wings, shake off the memory of rain,
and prepare to fly again.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Our daily invitation


Will you have the courage
to stop; to sit, and set aside the self;
to step from surface chaos to the depths of the soul:
this is our daily invitation.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Feast your eyes


Feast your eyes on the fields, the tulips and the daffodils,
for their time here, like ours, is brief,
and all too quickly gone.

Monday, April 10, 2017

We are one


Some of us are grounded, happy grazing in the present, 
some of us are frequently in flight.
But each of us is capable of both, 
and whichever path we choose, we are one flock, 
feasting on the bounty of the earth;
heading for the same destination.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

All I see is beauty


You may think you're not looking your best --
perhaps a little scraggly, a little under dressed --
but all I see is beauty: a sweet determination
to keep reaching for the light...

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Dream on



Don't be afraid to dream.
Ours is a nation founded on dreams
And built by those who were willing to risk 
and to suffer for what they believed was right.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Sweetness



I hope today brings 
a little sweetness into your life.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Inspiration


May inspiration flow through you today
as water and light make their inexorable way 
through the mountains.

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Rosy promises


They're here again -- the bright pink blooms,
the harbingers of spring, and new awakenings:
Rosy promises of sweetness yet to come...

Monday, April 3, 2017

Also true


Don't be afraid to ask yourself
what else is also true...

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Waves of love


My heart's awash in waves of love:
they're radiating out to heal the world...

Saturday, April 1, 2017

Dig deep


However bleak and desolate your outlook may appear,
however parched your spirit may become,
if you dig deep, and deeper still,
you'll find the source that nourishes your soul.

Friday, March 31, 2017

Waves of joy


Sun breaks through the clouds,
and my heart leaps in response,
pierced with waves of joy.

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Grateful for the stillness


Despite life's burdens, we are still afloat,
and grateful for the stillness of the morning.

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Promise of Spring



A chill morning in the vineyard, and yet --
the mist shimmers with the promise of spring.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Out of darkness


Step forward, out of your darkness.
The day may not be bright and sunny
but the world is full of color and light --
more than enough to help you find your way.

Monday, March 27, 2017

What rises up


If we approach the world laden with expectations,
there's always a risk we might be closing ourselves
to the possibilities that lie waiting
when we're open to what's rising up to greet us.
"Mystery is always present, 
waiting in every moment, at every step." (Loori)

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Welcoming the light


After the rainfall, 
all creation lifts its face,
welcoming the light.

Saturday, March 25, 2017

The choice


We're living in a field of opportunities:
We always have the choice.
We can rejoice at the beauty that surrounds us,
or continue to bewail our limitations.

Friday, March 24, 2017

Add color to the scene


Your job's not just to float through life,
but to add color to every scene.
Don't worry -- you don't have to dress yourself up:
you're beautiful, just as you are.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Dark resistance


Assumptions seem to root themselves
like trees across the landscape of my mind,
standing proud and strong, casting their angry shadows
in dark resistance to the light of truth.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

My painting, my teacher

At 5:00 this morning I found myself lying in bed, wide awake, thinking about this painting and wondering what marks I might add to lift it out of the ordinary and "make it a winner."

Eventually I fell asleep, and began to dream, and in my dream there were several people I've known and admired through the years, beautiful people, who appeared (in the dream) to take an interest in me but either didn't follow through on their promises or were just using me; some couldn't even remember my name.

I woke up thinking, "What on earth was that about?" I mused for a bit, then settled down with my current reading -- John Daido Loori's Zen and the Art of Creativity.

After a few pages I settled into meditation, and realized I was remembering what it felt like to paint this painting. And it was, quite possibly, the first time I have ever been fully engaged in that act.  I was using a short brush, so I was close to the canvas, and I could feel the memory of it in my heart; that I was listening to the painting, letting it tell me what to do rather than "thinking" -- what would look good here, what should I do next.

So coming back to it this morning, I realize -- it doesn't need a thing, a mark; something I arbitrarily come up with and apply. It's not about what's beautiful, or what I "think" is visually appealing.  It's about presence, about collaboration, about listening and learning.  It's done, it's complete, it's whole, in the same way that I, in this moment, am done, complete, and whole.  And it doesn't matter if it's a winner or not: it's my child, and I treasure it. It's my teacher, and I have learned something truly special from it, about what painting is, about what it means to be in the moment, about acceptance...

And it's all good.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

The ineffable radiance of Now


There are moments when time hangs suspended,
when everything waits for us to stop and savor
the ineffable radiance of Now.

Monday, March 20, 2017

Waiting to be born


That ongoing tension 
between what is and what's waiting to be born...

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Sacred spaces


There are sacred spaces everywhere -- even in your heart.
Make time today to sit in one -- wherever you may find it --
Take time to sit and breathe the scented air.

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Facing into the storm


I know it looks like there's a storm 
brewing on the horizon,
but take a moment anyway to sit and find your center:
the inner resonance you gain will help you greet whatever comes.

Friday, March 17, 2017

Control issues

Just because I'm not all "My way or the highway" doesn't mean I don't have control issues. It's just that they're not about controlling outcome; they're about controlling process.

This came to me this morning as I was reflecting on a number of issues -- the dreams I had last night after watching a local production of August, Osage County; a recent decision to leave a board I serve; and painting -- always painting.

It's really about impatience, I think: I'm always itching for resolution, and I don't have a lot of patience for what it takes to get there. As a mother, I noticed it was impatience that made it hard for me to let my children learn to do things themselves. 

As a meeting leader and participant, I grow impatient with deliberation, endless discussion, and indecision.  And as a painter, I have trouble allowing paintings the time they need to evolve, even though the reason I took up painting was because of the pleasure I found in working with paint, brushes, and the various techniques required to bring a work to completion.

So my question today is this: what is it I'm rushing toward, and why is it so important? What could I possibly accomplish that would have more value than the work it takes to get there? And when will I stop itching for the future, and just appreciate what's Now?

Thursday, March 16, 2017

An arpeggio of thoughts


Sometimes when I sit to meditate
I begin to feel I need an accompanist:
I'm like an opera singer, warming up --
all my thoughts expressed in arpeggios:
me-me-me-me-me-me-me.

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

That sinking feeling


That sinking feeling,
wondering what the day will bring...

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Meditation


Despite my good intentions, I'm lost in thought,
flitting back and forth between memory and anticipation,
until some incidental sound calls me back home
and I tumble into Now.

Monday, March 13, 2017

When is More too Much?


More might be good,
but when is More too Much?
A little overflow might give rise to something new,
but a flood could leave us worse off than we started...

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Shadows of the past


Why let yourself be haunted by the shadows of the past
When the present glows with promise of a future yet unborn?

Saturday, March 11, 2017

That golden invitation


Everywhere we look, we find that golden invitation
to go deeper, to explore the tangled beauty 
that lies just beyond our reach.

Friday, March 10, 2017

The constancy between


There are those days when everything goes so well
even the clouds seem to say, "Right on! Good job!"
... and then there are those other days...
When will I learn to find my rest 
in the constancy that lies between the two?