I believe in compassion and in the wisdom of discernment, in reason and in the mystical dimension — the one that cannot be weighed or measured, clearly named or fully explained.
I honour the roots, tend to the strength and vitality of the trunk, and find hope in the gaze lifted toward the crown.
I try to share this hope — to plant seeds without clinging to the way they will grow.
My main teachers have been a Brahmin, tantric Buddhists, a psychiatrist, and countless wonderfully ordinary people along the way — some more experienced, some less.
From my children, I learn to be a healthier child — one cared for by my own adulthood.
I do not seek the spiritual only in heights, though I honour the perspective the heights can offer.
The depths are my strict and loving godmother. In the arms of the dark goddess, I find both acceptance and uncompromising clarity.
I am learning not to be an enemy to myself, not to obstruct the breath of spirit moving through me.
I am learning to navigate myself and others through the in-between —
the bardo of ordinary days, in which all is contained.
I am learning to be well within myself —
both for now, and for eternity.
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