I strive to hold all of the difficulty and still connect anyway to the mystery and wonder of a doe in the moonlight and more apples than can be counted.

When practicing yoga, we can learn to stretch more than just our hamstrings. We can practice loving kindness and mindfulness meditation to train the heart towards kindness and non-harming.

When we practice cultivating something - whether it is the blackberry vine with water and sun or patience with courage and compassion - it grows.

I put down my worry and sat down to practice connection through mindfulness and gratitude for what is in front of me which is Bunny, the sun, the blue sky, and my life.

You just have to meet this moment, this breath with awareness and kindness.

Remember that mindfulness is not about being a perfect human but a more alive and connected person.  We connect with ourselves with just a bit more compassion and patience! 

You are yourself - which is a perfectly flawed and perfectly beautiful human who belongs to this world.

This time allowed me to live and breathe into the interconnectedness that we all have (and all forget) with the world.

Just like a description of my mother is not my actual living breathing mother, your thoughts about yourself are not the living breathing you.

What freedom it would bring, if we could clearly see ourselves and each other in the fullness of being human.

Our intimacy was supported by the waters of the bay, the sand and the spring flowers, and was not separate from the traffic and piles of shipping containers.

The mind can crave certainty, putting everything into boxes - this or that; yes or no; black or white.

Because the whole world is a complex web of relationship, we are always in relationship.

We can understand generosity in two ways.

“In the end, though, maybe we must all give up trying…