Jul 19, 2021
There you are sitting on your cushion, meditating through love and loss. Or maybe it is just another day and another meditation. As you sit there are many little deaths. The rising and falling of a moment, a thought, a label, a concept, or an emotion. Everything is changing around you. Your resistance to the idea...
Jul 16, 2021
When I asked Cayce Howe, what he would tell his best friend about grief, especially if that friend was new to grief, Cayce did not immediately provide a definition. What he did, was remind me, that grief is different for everyone. We may or may not have the words to describe grief. We have words - sadness,...
Jul 2, 2021
A good son learns from his mother, and when that son is a Buddhist monk, that son also teaches his mother. Venerable Sumitta's widowed mother raised him and his siblings in such a way that they always felt like a whole and complete family. She steered them all through joy and hardship. As she aged, and as he became...