Pondering Blog exploring lessons from life’s teachers
Solo at Dawn
What color is the world today?
If You Give a Moose a Mantra Or Early Chanter Gets the Moose*
The sound of splintering trees roused me from my pre-dawn mantra on the front porch. Twigs snapping from across the street– was a tree falling down?
Digging in Dirt
Two years into my daily Kundalini practice, I realized that fear isn’t an occasional emotion – it’s my resting state. Fear has been in my belly forever – it’s all I’ve ever known. It’s in my seed.
Part Time Warrior
This warrior’s armor is an aura.
With roots coming out of its feet.
Flowers and leaves in its hair.
A song floating from its lips.
Salty Rivulets
Letting things go is hard for me. I look to the tide for comfort. It knows what it’s doing. It comes in and brings us gifts. It goes out and takes things away. In life, things come and they go. Some things on the beach aren’t meant to be there for long. In they come and out they go and it’s perfect. Like a tide. Like a sadhana. Like a breath.
Welcome to Rosehip26
I used to feel burdened by my imperfections – my mistakes -- my pain -- my shoulders sore, my brow worried. I was weighted by stones in my pockets. But over time, I’ve dropped those stones one by one. They sit by streams, under a fern and on a window sill. I still have one or two in my pocket and in my palm - for comfort. To hold onto.