embodying resilience

i am lungs springing back oxgenated, fueled and aflamed to burn off toxins and tensions. the softening fist, fingers extending in a mudra of receptivity. emerging grace, wobbly-kneed and raw-skinned soles finding its footing, rebounding from stumbles, rising from falls. the heart willing (sometimes wavering), nevertheless ready to face the tenderness of being alive.

embodying resistance

i am an open heart — strong, free, full and clear as the bell itself. i am soft-flexed knees, gravity centered and recaliberated, surfboard-steady and supple to ride the waves of challenge and change. turning away from that which seeks to diminish, defeat or undo me — i protect my borders, restore breaches, preserve the…

refuge, resistance, resilience + radical self-expression

“The Sangha is an island of peace. The Sangha is a community of resistance against violence, hate and despair.”  — Thich Nhat Hanh These words of my root teacher Thây live at the core of our sangha’s suchness. They have shaped our evolution into a community of spiritual friends who find sanctuary in journeying together…

new moon meditation | lunar wisdom

This world has tried to convince us to mark our days by the standards of industry, technology, and empire — productivity, performance and pursuit — and to measure and define our lives by the tempo of striving. Yet the rhythms thrumming in our veins remind us that we are guided by forces more powerful than…

living into community | interfaith thanksgiving service

Deeply honored to have had the opportunity to live into community and abide in Spirit with friends on the path last night. Bowing with gratitude to Rev. Jen Tafel for the energy of her vision and voice to widen the circle of inclusivity on multiple levels at the Interfaith Thanksgiving Service. You took no credit…

bearing witness | full moon meditation

How Spirit answers when you’re contemplating this coming Sunday’s dharma circle on Bearing Witness — looking back, beneath and beyond! ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° “untitled” who is healed? who is housed? who is silent? who speaks? whose hopes? whose fears? whose values…

when + where we enter | weekend intensive

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if there is no silence, there is no stillness. if there is no stillness, there is no insight. if there is no insight, there is no clarity. — tenzin priyadarshi — red cedar friends | 21 – 22 october 2017 —

on the dharma shelf | october 2017

Pedagogy of Hope: Reliving Pedagogy of the Oppressed — Paulo Freire “No, my hope is necessary. But it is not enough. Alone it does not win but without it my struggle will be weak and wobbly. We need critical hope like a fish needs unpolluted water.” The Sovereignty of Quiet: Beyond Resistance in Black Culture — Kevin…

bearing witness | on the delusion of colorblindness

Open ya eyes wide and see the truth of the skin I’m in. #TakeItAllIn As a Dharma practitioner, I have cultivated Sangha on the sacred grounds of the Satipatthana Sutta (the Four Establishments of Mindfulness) and, in our gatherings, turn us again and again and again back to this foundational practice that teaches us to…

on spiritual accounting, resistance + boundaries

​I usually tune out during commercials, but when I heard Iyanla drop this gem in a teaser for her new season of Fix My Life, I woke the hell up! I know what resistance looks, sounds, and feels like (thank the goddess I’ve learned to own mine). And, as an empath, I’ve been admittedly agitated…

radical bodhicitta | justice is my love language

When I took the test for the 5 love languages years ago, it came as no surprise that my primary love language is acts of service (followed by quality time). Last Wednesday, I was invited to give a dharma talk on social justice at my root sangha and opened with Dr. Cornel West’s oft-quoted observation…