The opening door

I’m grateful to have made it through the most recent tunnel of dark—due no doubt to various grief waves I’m experiencing since the death of my dad less than two months ago and my dear friend B.—into a space of knowing love again, although not in the conventional sense. I began Valentine’s Day with no […]

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Two seas meeting

  Here I am in my small niche in the infinitude. I have at my disposal perhaps an infinite number of lenses through which to view my predicaments or, as Jack Johnson says, my situations. I was originally going to call this blog, Many Lenses Mom, or Where the Two Seas Meet. Both of these […]

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Everything is happening

By way of reminding us of the work of Remembering who we already are, despite the fact that we are continually running from this work and forgetting, Mark Nepo, in The Book of Awakening, says, “So what can we do? Well, it is no secret that slowness remembers and hurry forgets; that softness remembers and […]

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