Summer

In Vancouver at the moment, experiencing what we used to call “summer”——warm, balmy, sunshine. Well, what I think of as summer. (Odd, considering I grew up in Sonoma County where summer can be warm or foggy chilly.) Spent the morning riding our bikes around the sea wall in Stanley Park. And had lunch and some…

What’s Happening

That’s all. Turns out that while there is a lot going on it all is “just what’s happening”. And that’s the core of my personal practice. Watching the shoulds, if-onlys, whys, why-nots, sighs, pouts, grumbles, comparisons, judgements,and scoffs—and every day trying to let them float by and not define things. I fail. But I try.…

A Surprising Place

(Written on Sunday June 6th, but languishing until I got my act together.) Here I am, today, on a very early flight to Boston. I will be there only 26 hours for an evening and a day-long meeting and will be back home tomorrow night. Home, as may surprise some people who have known me,…

a virtual hermit re-emerges….

Hello. It has been a very long time since I last posted anything to this blog. And for good reason. Jim and I have been working full-time to help build a company (Voxer), helping/watching our children expand into families (four granddaughters), and taking care of ourselves (which is a project in itself). That has been…

The teaching event

I’ve been thinking about what’s interesting and compelling about spending 4 days of our vacation here at this event. First, the teaching from His Holiness the Dalai Lama This is interesting because of the subject matter which comes in two components: A philosophical study of the nature of reality; Buddhist philosophy is at core a…

Traveling…

Just some things of note on this quick trip to the midwest. Flew into Chicago on Saturday, and, after a short “lost” adventure, wended our way to Madison, Wisconsin. “Why Wisconsin?” everyone asks. It is a long, weird story, but the short version states that the name Madison is significant to us, and when it…

“Our Town”

We saw a production of “Our Town” by Thorton Wilder. Weirdly, it wasn’t until this morning that I really “got” what Wilder is pointing to—I must admit I am really slow about this realization. Even the structure and tenor of the play reflects the authors intentions. The whole thing produces a sense of disquiet (‘I…