Don’t forget to pack enough

Lately I’ve been walking with the word “enough.” It has proven itself to be well worth its weight in my pack. It carries two meanings. The first is a knife, the other a balm for healing. You’d want both on any journey. Some thoughts seem to require the knife. When...

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Whose life am I living?

Whose life am I living? It’s a question worth considering when I’m able to disentangle myself from the assumption that I already know the answer. It’s an untamed wilderness, this question, and it must be approached with the reverence demanded by all wild things. In...

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Take the medicine now

When you’re sick, your doctor can’t prescribe the proper medicine until she’s made the proper diagnosis. She uses your symptoms to identify the disease. Without symptoms, you’d never have gone to the doctor in the first place because you wouldn’t have known you were...

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Stop

Stop

What would it be like for you to stop reading, and to just be read instead? Could you stop writing, and be written? Could you abandon all theories and analyses? Each and every interpretation? Banish your precious questions, your beloved search. You once had to find...

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Dear Fear

Dear Fear, I’m onto you, my friend. You’re being cornered and there’s no escape, but you can relax. I’m not coming to kill you. I’m coming to know you. To love you. Because that’s what you’re really asking for, isn’t it? You’re just too terrified to ask for it...

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Flying blind

Flying blind

I can’t see where I’m going. I don’t know what it’ll be like to arrive there. It’ll probably be a lot like this, because when I arrive there, there won’t be there anymore. It’ll be here. Maybe there is here, which would mean I’m going nowhere. Maybe I’m just going,...

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Listening to trees

Listening to trees

A spirit of inquiry in every day life – of forgetting you know something about anything, of asking questions without agenda, of listening for answers without expectation, radical openness, relentless curiosity – this spirit, when recognized and invoked, illuminates...

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The way home

Expressing yourself – speaking the little fears, voicing the confusion, giggling the joy, asking the question, dancing the answer, finding some way to shatter the dam that is blocking the flow of you – expressing yourself – in conversation and communion, in the...

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If trash bins could talk

I was feeling sorrow in a Barnes & Noble the other day, just sitting there and feeling it, when I happened to look over at one of the trash bins in the café. “THANK YOU,” it said, the white words carved into the brown particleboard cover. What would the trash bin...

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