At Stadium and Drake

I was waiting to make a left, to get out of traffic. She was across from me, in a red hatchback, waiting to enter. The cars whizzed by like hornets. Our eyes met briefly and the whole journey was suddenly evident: always going somewhere, always unsure how to get there, waiting for the chance to [Read More…]

Accepting This

Yes, it is true. I confess, I have thought great thoughts, and sung great songs—all of it rehearsal for the majesty of being held.   The dream is awakened when thinking I love you and life begins when saying I love you and joy moves like blood when embracing others with love.   My efforts [Read More…]

If You Want a True Friend

Just open your hands and say, “I don’t know.” Say it softly and wait, so your other can see that you mean it. Give them a chance to drop what they think is secret. Let them come up with a cup of what matters from the spring they show no one. Let them sigh and [Read More…]

Post-Election Thoughts

I was recently in New York City giving a reading at the New York Open Center where I felt compelled to open the evening with the following post election thoughts. It lead to a very honest and touching public conversation with about 100 people about the confusion of where we are as a society after [Read More…]

Breaking Surface

Let no one keep you from your journey, no rabbi or priest, no mother who wants you to dig for treasures she misplaced, no father who won’t let one life be enough, no lover who measures their worth by what you might give up, no voice that tells you in the night it can’t be [Read More…]

Fighting the Instrument

Often the instruments of change are not kind or just and the hardest openness of all might be to embrace the change while not wasting your heart fighting the instrument.   The storm is not as important as the path it opens. The mistreatment in one life never as crucial as the clearing it makes [Read More…]

In Muir Woods

  Masters of stillness, masters of light, who, when cut by something falling, go nowhere and heal, teach me this nowhere,   who, when falling themselves, simply wait to root in another direction, teach me this falling.   Four-hundred-year-old trees, who draw aliveness from the Earth like smoke from the heart of God, we come, [Read More…]

The Lesson

When young, it was the first fall from love. It broke me open the way lightning splits a tree. Then, years later, cancer broke me further. This time, it broke me wider the way a flood carves the banks of a narrow stream. Then, having to leave a twenty-year marriage. This broke me the way [Read More…]

Where No One Stays a Statue

It was a sunny day and I went to the park and sat on a bench. I was one of many coming out from under our rocks to warm and lengthen.   He was two benches down, a gentle older man staring off into the place between things, beyond any simple past, staring into the [Read More…]

Initiating the Gift

I often experience the days like someone rowing, and each time I slip an oar below the surface, it disturbs the water. When I’m tired or stunned enough to stop rowing, the water goes clear. In those moments, I can see through to the bottom. It always makes me wonder where I’m going. This is [Read More…]