small stone #31

another sunrise
more beating of my heart
joy is my natural essence
it is for the having and the giving; true joy can't be stolen.

small stone #30

so raw I can hardly breathe; I don't feel strong and don't like the discomfort but I know as right as rain...and thank goodness for impermanence...things will be different in a heartbeat!

small stone #27

unplugging and regenerating,
drawing into my my own "interiority", as John O'Donohue
coined the term.

smallstone #26

car is the inner chamber on the drive home, no sounds, stretching arms at a stop light. driving home is the palette cleanser between the end of the work day and the beginning of the evening and my life waiting for me at home.
gratitude...oh, this is what it "feels" like to be content, surrounded
by such beauty.
gratitude for noticing.

Small stone #25

Heart isolation/singularity/verification of belonging/
loneliness/breath/no separation/all one/unity.

smallstone#24

After going back and forth with our karma and our dysfunctional functioning; she saw a photo on my desk of a red barn, "Oh, I like that", she said. Then - "You know what I really like, windmills." Me- "I L-O-V-E windmills too." She - "That is weird."
Why is it hard to believe that two people thrown together, having a hard time communicating are actually more alike than different? Now, this is something to be present with even if it only lasts a moment.

small stone #23

Sitting with this beautiful koan from Elizabeth Mattis-Namgyel,..."what would happen if we habituated ourselves to staying open?" It isn't something I read and say, "Oh, what a lovely idea." No, I see it as my lifeline to freeing myself and experiencing true joy, not the teeter-totter of the emotions. I believe it wasn't until just now that I allowed myself that openness all day.