Contemplative Spirituality

  • Surrender Feels Like Coming Home

    When I lie in savasana and hear Adrienne say a taste of surrender, something in me quickens. Or slows rather. More fully relaxes. What if I stopped resisting surrender as if it will hurt. Counterintuitively, what if it feels like… Continue reading

    Surrender Feels Like Coming Home
  • Embodiment

    The body carries a language and wisdom all its own. This isn’t something I can prove or offer much in the way of rational explanations. It’s probably something that must be experienced. But it begins with an openness to believing… Continue reading

    Embodiment
  • Domestic Monastery Part 3: My Own Monastery Bell

    I roll over in bed at two thirty in the morning this past winter, hearing my infant’s cries. Usually in that moment all I want to do is keep sleeping. Yet there are breaths now when a thought reminds me:… Continue reading

    Domestic Monastery Part 3: My Own Monastery Bell
  • Domestic Monastery Part 2: Tailoring the Framework to What Your Life Already Is

    It seems I have a choice. Either I can be frustrated that parenting inhibits my desire to do other things that I consider “more spiritual,” or I can accept the current limitations of my life and trust that those very… Continue reading

    Domestic Monastery Part 2: Tailoring the Framework to What Your Life Already Is
  • Domestic Monastery Part 1: The Framework of Ora Et Labora

    The real question is, what is the framework or principles behind the monastic life? What purpose does it serve? And are those principles transferable to another way of life? Continue reading

    Domestic Monastery Part 1: The Framework of Ora Et Labora
  • Abundance ≠ Comfort

    There is a tendency to equate abundance with comfort. When I search for abundance in my life, I often search for moments of gratitude and joy, moments that feel good, moments when I can notice the Divine showing up. But… Continue reading

    Abundance ≠ Comfort
  • Roots

    Yet despite my desire to sink in and let go, I cannot. It is like the bright yellow roots I am hacking. I am stuck in this world of resistance even when the thorny branches are gone. I chip away… Continue reading

    Roots
  • I’m a messy, struggling human being who wants to be more enlightened than she actually is

    Today I’m exhausted from feeling at war within myself. My husband woke up sick and spent most of the day in bed, which has left me juggling three children alone. My cognitive brain obviously knows none of this is my… Continue reading

    I’m a messy, struggling human being who wants to be more enlightened than she actually is
  • Thin Places: Death and Life Intermingled

    Birth is a type of death and death is a type of birth. We tend to think of a life on a linear timeline, birth at one end and death as far from it as possible on the other. But… Continue reading

    Thin Places: Death and Life Intermingled
  • Crabapples

    Preparing these crabapples for edibility is not the most efficient or classically productive use of my time, yet there is also something about it that feels satisfying. Embodied. It forces me to slow down, inviting me to be fully present… Continue reading

    Crabapples