here and there

musings of a wandering mind

Tag: meditation

  • a lotus for you, a Buddha to be

    Here is part of a sketch for a larger piece, involving circuit patterns. It’s been on hold for a while but maybe I’ll come back to it soon. I could say some other stuff too, but I’m running a marathon, not a track meet.

  • sit

    This is a sketch for a piece I would like to finalize at some point, but I also like the look of it as it is. Sitting meditation is foundational in my life, I am very grateful to the teachers I have learned from and for the retreats in which I have participated. If I…

  • SEND IT

    Here’s a little motivational image for this Monday evening. I mentioned I’m a fan of sitting meditation. It helps me to relax my body and mind, and it allows me to know more about myself. What happens when I just stop? Like a tightly wound rope, breathing through a sitting session helps me to let…

  • here’s a thought

    This is from something I wrote in my notebook a few months ago while sitting on the beach in Oregon. What is it that people talk about? I mean, beyond the words, what are they saying? The sky is blue, the waves are roaring, I am alive and I am writing of what I know.…

  • hangry

    In 2015 I spent a few months on a Permaculture farm in the North of Thailand, before heading to Thich Hat Hanh’s Thai Plum Village for the last ten days of my visa. This led to three months at a Zen Center in South India, which led to a series of ten-day retreats and the…

  • rest on the breeze

    Note to self: Sometimes it’s best to just let the wind finish what it’s doing before you make any attempts at putting down roots. You will learn to find stillness in uncertainty, and bliss in not knowing. You’re learning to see yourself and the world for what they really are, and that takes time. There…

  • not trying to get anywhere

    I have been much more consistent in my creative practice lately, but alas, I am shy, and so I have been putting off accountability via this blog for a while now. I know perfection will never come, so if it’s perfection I am waiting for, I’ll never share my creations. Where’s the fun in that?…

  • head trip

    Your field of vision has a floater in it. You can’t tell if it’s a particle of dust or if it’s an amoeba, but it’s lingering there, growing in size, obscuring your sight. You clearly see the edge of the abyss, an opalescent smoldering as the world shrivels away. Suddenly, you are abstraction. A fluid-like…

  • Another Rotation, More Ambulation

    Another Rotation, More Ambulation

    Making New Year’s resolutions may be cheesy, but negativity is even worse. I’m ready to crush some goals and live well.