When the first bell sounded, I reached for the mug of Starbucks coffee chilling on the window sill, prepared the night before to fortify me against the cold and darkness of Massachusetts in February, but also the piercing sadness that can come with solitude.   The coffee tasted bitter.  My mind hunted for something important toContinue reading “Remembering”

Your Own Angel

“The mind creates the abyss, the heart crosses it.”  –Sri Nisaragadatta Maharaj If we take stock of things with the mind alone, the odds can seem stacked against us. The devastation of the environment, poverty, human trafficking–it can all seem overwhelming. Where to start? Recently, I took walk on a bitter cold winter day. IContinue reading “Your Own Angel”