Events

How do we meet this moment we find ourselves in - a world that is changing so fast and is so chaotic and confusing it’s difficult to find our bearings. I am grateful to be a part of a loving Sangha community and a Zen spiritual tradition that nutures a sane, grounded way of living that meets each moment with openness, kindness, deep respect, and grace.

I am an American citizen, but its increasingly difficult to know what that means, as this moment is often given over to division, partison politics, biopolar ideological disagreements, fear, and violence. Is America having a nervous breakdown? This crisis of identity is debilitating. And what adds to it, is the barage of lies and conflicting stories coming at us so fast, we have no way of knowing what is true or false, what is fact or fiction. Overwhelmed by this flood of noise, it’s easy to become numb and to withdraw.

Weave

your grandmother’s tomatoes and your neighbor’s lost eyes

the crack left by the jet plane, now far away and the crystal pattern of ice on the morning window

the lost rhythm of your native tongue and the laughter on the neighborhood stoop

the broken lamp post and the lost key

Some folks like the high seats,

Floating with angels and dragons,

Far beyond the trembling troubles

Of ordinary flesh and bone.