I was born on the cusp of dawn in a wild Irish forest near the edge of a deep-water lake, and to the deep water in a wild forest on the cusp of dawn, I surely shall return. In the interim—let’s just say—it’s been one-hell-of a spiritual ride. I’ve lingered an hour of two on […]
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I was listening to an old sober booze-hound friend the other night sharing about his meditation journey. “Find your quiet place,” said he, “then you’ll be able to walk gently through the storm.” So what might this quiet place look like? The answer to that is it can take many forms. I know people who
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A couple of years ago I learned of the passing of an Iranian friend. He was one of the multitude of people who got taken out of the game by the first wave of Covid that swept through the world. I first encountered Ali while he was visiting his refugee family here in Australia. Any
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Inspired by the tweet of a friend on the wild and woolly twitter land a couple of days ago, I added some text: The desire for perfection, the not just let’s get it right, but let’s make it perfect and adored by endless numbers of, you know, “likes,” “loves,” and “follows,” is an ongoing insidious
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