embodied wisdom: 15-mile meditation

My foot, poised for motion, rests upon solid Earth. My lungs balloon open to capture Air. An expansion that readies my heart for the journey. Oxygen combusts into compassion. Fueled, I step into Wind’s welcoming arms. Blade-sharp chill cuts through illusion. Clear comprehension arises. Movement is my refuge: those sensations, vibrating upward from sole to soul, become…

embodied practice: on whole body awareness

Living, the whole body carries its meaning and tells its own story, standing, sitting, walking, awake or asleep. It pulls all the life up into the face of the philosopher, and sends it all down into the legs of the dancer. A casual world over-emphasizes the face. Memory likes to recall the whole body. It…

embodied practice: reclaiming the spirit of wonder

Recall the religion you practiced as a child. Not the religion you were tutored in, but the religion before religion, when the vast Heaven and wondrous Earth were truly one… Can you remember what it was like to walk in the midst of a world of miracles? Can you remember ever traveling within a world…

What Part of You is Free?

Originally posted on Linda Stone:
This post was written several years ago.  I’m feeling great these days and ready to post some of the things written in darker moments… From January 2010 I’m lying in bed and the right side of my body is frozen.  I’m right-handed.  I want to get up and the thought…