This morning is showery and cool. The world has turned a brilliant green, even the light is saturated with the color. The garden seems thrilled with the rain, plants sprouting and growing rapidly. I am grateful for spring and my life.
For some time now I’ve been thinking and writing about the crisis of spirit confronting humankind. This crisis touches every aspect of our lives, and is reflected in our collective choices regarding personhood, ecology, spirituality, and ethics. As daunting as we westerners find the task of addressing climate change, we acknowledge that for densely populated countries like India, the effects of climate change are both immediate and potentially catastrophic, even in the near term. Still, good people of many traditions and countries continue to wrestle with these enormous issues.Wednesday evening’s soiree at our home brought together mental health clinicians, artists, and Medicine people, all engaged in, and committed to, healing and social change. This seemed fitting given the lives of our honored guests. Continue reading
The Winter Solstice arrives next Sunday, the last Sunday in Advent. Outside, the season’s first real snowfall is winding down. The world is wrapped in white, a shield from the intense cold of the last week.
This morning I wrote letters responding to two young people who have experienced violence. Each had written me about the lasting effects of that violence, wondering how they might go ahead with their lives in the face of immense darkness. They are dear people, their hearts filled with goodness and caring. Continue reading
We are two weeks into the trip and a few themes have emerged. Foremost has been my appreciation of Jennie, who is proving herself yet again to be a consummate teacher. She has much to offer, and most of the people in her workshops and classes are eager to learn. Jennie makes learning fun and empowers participants to put the material and techniques they are learning into use. Her students seem grateful for the teaching, and of course, her. Continue reading
This past Sunday we held our annual Ancestor’s ceremony. We usually perform this ceremony during the Days of the Dead, but this year we delayed it due to our India trip.
The ceremony remembers those who have gone before us, those who have created the conditions for our lives. We honor all beings who have passed from our lives, as well as those who are yet to be born. In the great Circle of Life those yet to come are are also our Ancestors, just as we are theirs. During the ceremony we request healing for all beings who wish or need it.
This year, we dedicated the ceremony to the victims of the Sri Lankan genocide, both the living and the dead. We placed South Asian foods and fruit on the altar, alongside the various food offerings brought by those who attended the ceremony, and lit a central candle in remembrance of the victims. Continue reading