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The Three D's

6/5/2025

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There are some people I like,
and some I dislike,
some people I understand,
and others, I misunderstand.
Maybe they have mixed 
feelings about me, too.
Let me sense your divinity,
your dimensionality,
the design of your heart,
and discover that we 
​are not that different.
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The Journey of Belonging

5/5/2025

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What if the unintelligible 
language of the wind
is a poem 
spoken just for you? 
Would you whisper it
to the next being you meet
with the same devotion?
The birds trill 
with merriment and mystery
of a morning that welcomes
you into the womb of the forest.
Here, you are a walking tree
rooted in an underground network 
of connection and belonging.
Trust your heart’s superpowers,
inhabiting the temple of your body
with joy and compassion.
Emerging from the forest,
delivered by newborn hope,
you belong to all beings.
Just like you, they all want
to be happy, safe, and free.
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Faith

3/31/2025

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As I sit in meditation, there is eagerness to interpret the dream, to make meaning of it.

SMD whispers, “Not yet my love. Stay close to yourself. Do you have your energy body? Emotional body?”

Trusting this voice, I become meek, cultivating patience and reverence for the process by systematically sensing earth, space, the flow of metta, fire for image.

The dream is strange. I see many fish enclosed in a large space by a fence or cage. At first they are all still, but then they are flapping around. One by one they pop out of the cage and become young children dancing a melancholy dance.

“May I be free,” one child sings.

I feel the child within inspired to voice her own desires.
“May I be seen and heard.”
“May I love and be loved.”

I think of all the undocumented immigrants, the students protesting in the US who are being deported.

The heart center becomes a gray, swirling storm, aching for the light of the Brahmaviharas to shine through.

*****

Hiking in the rain, I imagine the rain as Kwan Yin’s tears. The pitter-pattering sound against my raincoat becomes the sound of thousands of hearts beating fervently in prayer.

“May there be more sanctuaries of love than sanctuaries of hate.”

*****

“And what would that give you?” the voice asks. Is it the voice of SMD, Kwan Yin, Mother Earth? Does it matter?

Then I would trust in a universal benevolence, more powerful than greed, hatred, and delusion. I would trust citta as a meaningful extension of it.

*****

Down by the lake, its surface generously receives the raindrops, the tears, the prayers, swallows them whole into its murky beyonds.

The eye of a weak sun peaks through the gray above. Someone is watching, eternally watching.

And my bones know, there is more than this.
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Embodied Love

2/15/2025

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Essence of Sun and Earth by Vijali Hamilton

​What would it mean to be a statue
placed on the altar of my own longing,
to be an embodied devi
balancing the four elements,
love radiating in all directions
with the power to heal?
Ma, make me an instrument of the divine,
holding others to wholeness,
loving the whole spectrum of epic
stories from pleasure to pain--
sitting-standing-walking-lying-
hiking- dancing- writing-singing-
healing-always connected
to your ineffable, infinite love.
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Unentangled Knowing

6/8/2023

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Spirit of Flight by Josephine Wall

The knowing that I’ve lived by has always been entangled - burdened by guilt or worry, conditioned to believe things would improve based on commercial ideas of happiness.

It’s exhausting, and it takes a toll on one’s physical, mental, and spiritual health. IFS (internal family systems) therapy is teaching me to love all parts that arise in reaction to other people’s parts, in defense against perceived dangers. Awareness and emptiness meditation practice support the understanding of a moment-to-moment spacious loving presence over a lifetime of misunderstanding.

This path is not simple and straightforward.  A does not lead to B, then to C and D linearly. It’s more of a circular and tangled journey, with moments of unentangled knowing. The more moments of unentangled knowing, the more trust. The more trust, the more capacity for a peaceful joy beyond any commercial ideas of happiness.

I can fly beyond the boundaries of what no longer serves me. She trusts me wholeheartedly. We are forever connected, creative, and free.
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Bowing to the Altar of My Life

4/24/2023

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​Caste in bronze resin sitting on top of a ferocious lion, she commands attention at center stage. Endowed with power from multiple male deities to defeat the demon Mahishasura, she wields the weapons of a chakra, conch, bow, arrow, sword, javelin, trishula, shield, and a noose to clear all obstacles. Bejeweled in crimson and green ornaments adorning her crown, ears, neck, and waist, she embodies the cycle of death and rebirth, endings and beginnings necessary for all human experience.
 
My mothers never prayed to her. I wonder if paying attention to her now will strengthen and heal the maternal line.
 
To her right sits a smaller being caste is the same bronze resin. He was known to wear simple saffron robes and walk barefoot for miles in search of suitable space for long periods of meditation. 
 
I still don’t understand how he abandoned his wife, Yasodhara or his son, Rahula in search of enlightenment. Can enlightenment still be found as a householder? As I try to reconcile this paradox in heart and mind, I am still grateful for the Four Noble Truths, the Eightfold Path, the numerous lists as treasure maps to freedom. Maybe he didn’t abandon his family, but sacrificed the comforts of a safe, opulent life for something far more valuable.
 
To his and her left is another small being cast in the same bronze resin. She hears the cries of the world and stays till there is ease. Her demeanor is relaxed, yet ready to spring into action and alleviate suffering at a moment’s notice. She is the embodiment of the most caring 911 system I have ever seen. I’m still exploring hidden caves of compassion inside her world.
 
Above them all hovers a spirit in flight wearing colorful feathers in solidarity with the winged friends surrounding her. Trapped in 2D and a mahogany frame, she yearns to gather momentum and fly on wings of creative intuition, to leave the limitations of 8.5. X 11“ flat space in favor of more dimensionality without rules. She embodies the wisdom of stillness and movement, the space needed for meaningful transformation to occur in divine time. She understands that the wonders of the world were not created overnight.
 
Each day I light a candle, bowing in humble reverence to each of these beings, to their symbolism and the qualities they inspire in me.
 
I still feel this heart encased in layers of misunderstanding, a hidden gem polished by years of devotion.
 
One day there will be a dissolving of all separation. One day, I will be free to love as I was meant to.
 
There is no doubt.
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Soulmaking Dharma meets Insight Meditation as Open Trust

10/17/2022

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Photo by Diana Polekhina

Dear One,
​


You wake up each morning and fill the blank page with characters and a plot supporting ideas of permanence and becoming.

How’s that working out for you? It must be disappointing, even exhausting when things don’t turn out the way you imagined.

What if you crumpled up the page, shredded it, recycled it, gently let it go to begin again? Inscriptions on the heart are not so easily forgotten.

You will forget, fill the blank page again with fixed views, and wonder how you keep picking up the same pen.

Look around you. Others experience this, too. Marinate in the warmth of self-compassion, and then remember those inscriptions on the heart of ease, beauty, loving connection, sacred freedom.

As you meditate, feel the support of the Earth, breath and silence giving space to all stories of suffering. Listen to the heart’s whispers and sense the flame of divinity within.

You are more capable than you know.

This is how you can mirror the divinity in all beings, and remind them of their birthright to begin again.


With Tenderness,

Open Trust
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A Sky Full of Stars

7/30/2022

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Milky Way by Felix Mittermeier

Tired of blaming myself
Or others
I lay down the weapons
The lancinating judgments
The crooked perceptions
The claw-like control
Of the way things should be

Breathing in meditation
I feel this body
As a clump of matter
More porous than expected
A sky full of stars
Open to any and all
Possibilities


Sometimes I believe I have more agency over others or myself than I actually do. This leads to subtle aggression. What the f@c! is wrong with you? What’s wrong with me? The energy spent to shape and manipulate things to my satisfaction is EXHAUSTING!

Many of us want more peace in our lives. What do we say or do to align our lives with this intentional and heartfelt purpose?

I’m beginning to understand that equanimity is not just some fancy practice you read about, some place you hope to get to if you close your eyes tight enough and practice diligently for hours on end.

For me, it begins with the breath like a surveillance camera, sweeping through all parts of the body that feel tight and congested. It’s the wisdom of a benevolent ancestor (Yasodhara Ma) whispering words of forgiveness, “It’s not your fault. You are doing the best that you can.” It’s sensing how each moment forms from a painful and precious past, and dissolves into a sky full of stars, open to any and all possibilities.

Peace is possible when there is a gentle letting go of what was, a tender curiosity for what is, and trusting the unfolding mystery.​
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Why I Meditate

7/28/2022

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breathing into the heart
a door opens
like a gentle breeze
Love enters
whispering
while the mind
is silent

this is who you are
beyond boundaries
beyond words
remember
this thread
of divinity
in all

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Something More...

7/14/2022

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My father is in the hospital. So many old demons are resurfacing. I feel weighed down by the pandemic and perimenopause.

Still, there is something more…

Faith

is the full moon
on a dark night
laughing and crying
with wonder,
the circle
of experience
held
in a tender glow
of miracles
and mystery-
no parts

left out.

(Inspired by Izumi Shikibu)
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