The Chapel for the Vigil

The chapel for the vigil is in
A wild forest, a wild stony river, bugs and birds.
Heat, but the breezes are cool.
The sound of water everywhere.

On Grief and Connection: A Response to the Fort Hood Deaths

A Guest Post by Ali, of Meadowsweet & Myrrh Jeff’s last post illustrated very well the kind of divisive rhetoric utilized in most political speeches these days, language that takes for granted an implicit superiority of American citizens and soldiery, and that rejects understanding, compassion and forgiveness for fear that such things will lead to…

Feather, Stone, and Light: Meditation Interlude

At first there are only confused images.  I try to return to familiar places:  the Temple, the Forest of Branching Paths, the Sun Prairie…  But they slip away without coming into focus.  I blink, look at the flame again, allow my frustration to pass.  I try to focus on visualizing a single tree, a pool…

Uprooted

Like a silent thunderclap The sun strikes a blade of grass, — A sharp thrusting blade it is, a defiant green punch Out of the soil at the sky — Now struck and smelted with gold leaf, Humming with new life and power, Slow and ruminous the photosynthesis. The Long Hand of Lugh Has painted…

Dealing With Difficult Times and Transits

Occasionally we stop and take stock of ourselves. Is our health ok? How about our family, and the other important relationships in our lives? Our education? Our career? And usually we find ourselves wanting in one way or another. We could be a little healthier, our family could be a little more tightly bonded, and…

Pele: Fire in the Water

Well, first, of course, Obama was elected, and he grew up in Hawaii. And then my friend Slade (of sladeroberson.com) went to Hawaii for angelic training and, as it turned out, met essential people for his life path. And then I stumbled onto a fascinating podcast called “Jedi trainer” (hunatrainer.com), which is really a tutorial…

Mapping the Inner Landscape

I’ve come to realize that the geography of my inner landscape reflects my personal spiritual journey. The inner landscape I visit most often in meditation consists of a number of consistent regions. I’ve described them in detail in other articles, but in brief they are: The Abyss of Fear A bottomless chasm that radiates terror….

Meeting the Dream Master

When I first laid eyes on the Dream Master, he was Death. In meditation, I had rowed my boat out to the Island of Smoke (a place in my Inner Landscape where I frequently go to ask things of gods and spirits), and docked it in its usual spot along the rocky, pine-forested shore. It’s…

Become Death

A few weeks ago I had a meditation unlike any other I’d had before. In the visualization, I was walking out along the high ridge that looks out over the sea. It was very early in the morning — the sun had not yet come up, but the sky was ruddy and growing lighter every…

Dealing with Anger and Fear

Afflictive emotions – our jealousy, anger, hatred, fear – can be put to an end. When you realize that these emotions are only temporary, that they always pass on like clouds in the sky, you also realize they can ultimately be abandoned. — the Dalai Lama Warning! I give lots of unsolicited advice in this…