When I forget to love myself enough to take down time, to see where I am pushing too hard, or to recognize the ways in which I block out the sound of life in favor of ‘motoring through’ another day, my spirit gets heartsick.
Then, my body gets heartsick.
Then, my body gets ill. … More Life As Art: Beautiful, Just as You Are
For my Mother “Nam-myoho-renge-kyo is like the roar of a lion. What sickness can, therefore, be an obstacle?” I am thinking today about the line from Mary Oliver’s poem (above). Our lives — the moments and years that we often take for granted; the minutiae of every day life; the value of each precious minute — … More Your Wild and Precious Life
This past week has been what I refer to as a sh*t storm. There have been plumbing problems in the house I rent, resulting in sewage backing up into my tub and shower, followed 24 hours later by a bout of the flu that, literally, brought me to my knees. I was fine at 8 … More The Lessons that Sickness Teaches