• entering

    March 3, when I arrived in Portland and had a four-hour window to wait on my about-to-be-landlady, I drove to The Rhododendron Garden, bought an annual pass, and strolled through places I knew, out…

  • sweeping up after myself

    It was just after 4:30 Friday afternoon I leaned back on a comforter smooshed against the wall, crosswise on the bed, and returned a call I missed from my friend Kate in Missouri. Kate…

  • with the radio on

    End of the week update. My life feels incredibly rich, I become stunned a lot. My body is really achy and tired, like 28,000 stairs so far after I’ve done my best to avoid…

  • flannel secrets

    It’s been so cold up here in the attic nearly all the days it’s been home, and in the coffee shop Tuesday I felt in a coat pocket for a gel pen and came…

  • blow out the darkness

    secret code up to the State Farm office, and the county food lady asks if I have a hundred bucks. There’s a sleek new dresser, so small, just over there, a young woman named…

  • randoms

    Tuesday – How could you not be a tough cookie working in a laundramat? Zen master, I’m enchanted, between one summer walk and a second. No alarm necessary, scrub (blue) jay hopping from one…

  • traveling all ten directions

    I couldn’t quite come up with an understanding of Saturday on Saturday. How it was, how I was, how I am. The day felt like it was scooting about 90 minutes ahead of me…

  • free tickets

    Thursday afternoon at the Kentucky Zoom group the teacher was talking about meditation. Short version – There’s no wrong way to do it. When the time came for attendees to speak if they wanted,…

  • over here

    Tuesday night the teacher at the Pacific Zen Institute Koan group asked those attending this question – “When is the last time you whispered to someone?” Hearing that filled me with a sense of…

  • how many roads

    It was right around five o’clock in the afternoon yesterday when I realized my mind was blown. Not like blown out, call the cats in white suits and butterfly nets, but into some non-verbally…