Tag Archives: On Being

It’s So Personal

It’s my last Sunday with a tumor. Tomorrow morning we’ll be heading down to Los Angeles for a series of pre-op appointments, then we’ll spend what I am sure will be a delightful night in a residence adjacent to the … Continue reading

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Things Hard To Contain

Sometimes I plan and think about a post before I blog. (Oh, that word, “blog”… it’s so ugly and dismissive.) Right now, though, I am typing quickly in a stream-of-consciousness way, maybe because this space has become a touchstone to … Continue reading

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She Hums Along

Walking down the hall to the shared bathroom in the morning with my toilet kit in hand, I had a déjà vu sensation that it was 1970, and I was living in a college dorm. When I entered the bathroom, two … Continue reading

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Just Beyond Yourself Is Where You Need To Be

We convened among redwood trees, four hundred participants who had come to listen, learn, and be present with one another. It was an experiment. Whoever was there were the right people, and whatever happened would be the only thing that … Continue reading

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Uncertainty

Yesterday’s rain revived us, and morning fog has hidden us, and the day has been a secret space to quietly inhabit. I’m settling into a decision I’ve made, and trying to muster up courage. My friend Dan sent me this … Continue reading

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Windy Days

As we drove out of the ranch to go into town the other day, we noticed a man with wind-tousled white hair standing on the bluff facing the sea and playing a shiny brass trumpet. He wore a pullover sweater…for some … Continue reading

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Ever Widening Circles

Yesterday I came upon a poem by Rainer Maria Rilke that brought me immeasurable comfort, a strange sense of connection across time and space, as though the very things in me that seemed incomprehensible and sad had already been experienced, expressed, and … Continue reading

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