Category: Dharma Journal

Getting Used to It

The night is drawing a shade over a gray sky on this cold autumn day. I notice a chill more characteristic of winter teasing its way into the air as trees and plants retreat...

All the Strange Hours

The land is very flat and spacious in this part of the great plains just beyond the vision of the Rocky Mountains. I am ten years old and spending the summer here at my...

A Dream of Love

I awoke this morning following a very strange and wondrous dream and I did not feel like I occupied a body. Looking at my hands, they seemed to belong to someone else. Reaching to...

Quilts of Compassion

The wind sends fabric into a billowing wave as it hangs from a clothesline in our backyard. Breaths of air seem to start at the bottom and, like an ocean swell, move upward through...

Nature’s Temple

The Deschutes River courses through a small canyon and is relatively quiet on this autumn day. Waterfalls are softer, signs of reduced streamflows in early fall. Gentle ripples gather into deep silent pools hosting...

Fire of Desire

It looks like it is snowing outside our home. Velvety gray-white flakes gently fall to the ground, occasionally swirling in a breath of wind before landing. But these flakes are not made of frozen...

Getting the Point

Three young mule deer bucks, part of our neighborhood herd, decided to hang in our front yard this morning. They seem to enjoy resting in our mulched xeriscaped area beside a small patch of...

Juniper Surprise

Sometimes we see something over and over again without recognizing it. On this particular occasion, I am hiking up a mountain path near timberline and come across a slope covered in a dense mat...

The Flavor of Wildness

It is late August and the cool crisp air feels like seasons beginning to change, especially where we are hiking at high elevation in the Newberry Caldera. The trail steeply climbs to the summit...

Wind Swept

My mind is not happy today. Nothing I do seems to lighten the mood. The various practices I’ve learned  to settle an unsettled mind just makes my mind more unsettled. It feels like winter...