Category Archives: Coherence

One of the tricks to a sustainable writing practice is to change the writing utensil, writing media, writing space. If you write on a computer, write with a pen. If you write in the hay loft, write at the kitchen table. Presently, for reasons that are obscure but pleasing, I have been writing Facebook NotesContinue reading “Summer 2019 / Notes”

One way to think about giving attention is to see it as essentially permissive or even passive – it does not seek to change the object which is being attended (which may include attention itself). Attention has no goal outside its own expression or existence. A great deal of our psychic energy, especially in ourContinue reading “Attention without Goals”

One element of reflexive domains is that they are not pre-existing. We do not discover or detect them. Rather, they arise with us. We bring them forth as they bring us forth. This is love. When I say “bring them forth” I do not mean that we will them into being. For we, too, areContinue reading “On Bringing Forth Reflexive Domains”

I have been thinking lately about the concept of reperceiving. Reperceiving is a way of enlarging the field of awareness, such that one no longer focuses obsessively or exclusively on a personal or subjective sense of an experience, set of circumstances, et cetera. When we repercieve, it becomes possible to perceive more of the situationContinue reading “On Reperceiving”

In experience, the journey from ego-based dissociation towards God (or from fear towards love), specifically invokes the other as a multi-dimensional companion: comforter, scherpa, reflecting pool, dialogue partner, psalmist, lover . . . To be praxical is to be in love with the other (who could be our own self) in the fullness of theirContinue reading “Lenten Journal: Our Multi-Dimensional Companions”

This morning I watched two tufted titmice in the maple tree at the bedroom window. They sipped from icicles on limbs that nearly reached the porch roof which is still laden with snow from recent storms. They were quick and alert, the way it sometimes feels to be happy. They reminded me of the summerContinue reading “Lenten Writing: Bird-Shaped Holes”