Great advice from Tara Brach for anyone facing hard times.

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God bless the woman shown above. I don’t know her, but she is a real human whose image ended up in the adobestock collection. She stands out because she’s the only one in this virtual sea of images who embodies the true starkness of the devastation of dementia.

Nobody wants…

A compassionate meditation before letting go.

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A massive change is coming to our household. We’re moving my tiny, 96-year-old, phenomenal, dementia-ridden mother-in-law into our home, and preparing accommodations for her beloved aide.

My wife and I have completely reconfigured our home. This job is like trying to solve a giant Rubik’s Cube with furniture and appliances…

Holding hands with my desperate need to run away.

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In Buddhism (and in many spiritual traditions), we’re taught to become conscious of our fear of suffering. We’re taught to face it, to develop the courage to face it head on, and just “be with it.” For decades I’ve been trying to do that.

I’ve navigated complex, sticky situations with…

When the forest fire comes, let the flames free your seeds.

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Jack Pine Story #1:

Wild jack pines begin life in the aftermath of a devastating fire.
That’s not a coincidence; it’s a strategy. It begins with the seeds, many of which are sealed inside the cones with resin, which protects them from drying out.

My wife’s beloved 96-year-old mother has dementia, and she’s been…

It doesn’t come by accident.

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These days, I’m an expert at distraction, but I’ve completely lost track of how to enjoy myself. My muscles of enjoyment are beginning to atrophy. The day starts and already I’m dissatisfied, tired, dreading the tiniest irritations — and these muscles that are particularly strong in my life. …

How to find peace right in the middle of it.

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Holiday Season. Meant to be all about loving, gathering, giving, sharing. But usually, it’s a tense, chaotic, exhausting exercise in trying to get everyone on the same page. And the usual suspects never cooperate. Some don’t even acknowledge there’s a book, much less a page.

This is a time of…

Opening our eyes to the giant sangha that keeps us alive

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Saying grace before a meal wasn’t something I grew up with, but I visited plenty of families who did. The words would come tumbling out of the father’s mouth, or whoever was chosen to say it — and I could never really tell what they were saying. Something about bless…

Things Elizabeth Gilbert is teaching me, from “Big Magic.”

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Gravity is a fact. No one disputes it. If you jump from a great height (or any height, for that matter), it is understood by all that you will never, ever fall up.

It’s comforting to me that I have this fact in common with everyone, every being on the…

None of us matter. All of us matter.

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Walking my little puppy down the street, I was all up in my own importance. Obsessing over my health and what to do about it. Seizure medication that I hate. The desire to get off anti-depressants. Wondering whether an Ayurvedic diet is better than a vegan one. Or just no…


Writer. Yoga teacher. Musician. Buddhist. Quilter. Animal lover. Visible grownup. Hidden child. Secret dancer when all alone. Makes good bread.

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