Sitting with Buddha

Sitting with myself post a weekend retreat at a Dharma Centre set deep in the splendid wild. Among the teachings was Compassion. Compassion is an action. Loving kindness is a feeling. We develop compassion with skill and means. How could I ever imagine being compassionate with anyone before I learned the skill and found the…

A little pick-me-up

Sometimes guilt and shame can be so blanketed and hidden that we aren't even aware it is there. During my healing process, (which began in 2016 in earnest), I was drawn to solitude. I craved quiet and fed myself a quiet holistic lifestyle; learning the healing tools I needed along the way. I wasn’t volunteering…

Biological space for wellness

Biology by definition means the study of living organisms. I have taken up a study of myself, as I am a living organism, occupying tangible space upon beautiful Earth. I am studying the habits I have developed, the thought patterns, and habitual practices. Please join me in a biological study of self. It is most…

What is real?

I ask myself this morning, what is real? I pause I slow I breathe . . . quietly . . and begin to notice my immediate surroundings . . . I tune in to the senses of my body to be fully human is to live and experience life with and through the body. senses…

Can you imagine!

A morning visit to the Art Gallery of Ontario recently and the powerful beauty of the evening sky invoked something ancient and deep within which I would like to share. I attended a ceremony honouring the indigenous children who never returned home from the residential school system they attended; the dead, the surviving and the…

SIMON SAYS…

Staying at downtown Toronto hotel due to an environmental issue in my home, I gaze out over beautiful Lake Ontario. West Lakeshore skyline glowing gold with the dawn of realization. RA, the Sun God fertilizing Earth with seeds of light. Below me, the occasional car, cyclist or jogger smoothes by. A few seagulls to follow…

Home?

This is a city bus shelter. Every morning I walk the dog. She usually chooses our route. Last week, at least once a day, she took me past this bus shelter where a man was living. The man often held a cigarette and could usually be found sitting hunched over on the bench chatting harmlessly…

Peony’s SHADOW

Morning has broken the veil of the illusion of darkness. Perfection is a trap.  When will we, as the human race, realize WE ARE NOT BEING PUNISHED FOR ANYTHING! as many of the worlds “religions”, including Christianity would and have made us believe.  When knocks and bumps come along our journey, as they inevitably will,…

The Mind Game

It’s no secret that I love you. I don’t have to like you to love you. Love is acceptance. To love you is to accept you just the way you are without trying to change you. To love myself is to accept myself just the way I am. NOW. I struggle some days, often during…