A spacious audio meditation pairing Bruno Barnhart and Sara Bareilles’ “Home.” An invitation to presence and deep heart listening.

Pierre Teilhard de Chardin bore in his being what others might consider contradictions. Though it was not easy, he tuned the instrument of his life to the bass note sounding within him.

Somewhere along the way, I started relating to myself compassionately. And it shows.

I walk in the shoes of others’ wisdom—lyrics my heart recognizes, but cannot presently find words for. One song at a time, circulation is being restored.

My heart is magnetized to keep returning to the felt sense of these paradoxes, and so I do, over and over. In twenty-minute increments of silence, I climb into dissonance and breathe with it.

It’s sometimes in the most unusual places that you actually discover the gift of the Beautiful. I always think that contradiction is what makes a person interesting. -John O’Donohue

When obscurity rises, and
you cannot see where to step next,
your gaze turns ever-so-slightly outward.
Oh, how humbling it is to be human!

If you are in the thick of obscurity, holding inner tensions that cannot be resolved, or feeling disconnected from your deepest knowing. If you are disoriented as the sands of time flow through the hourglass at a dizzying pace and there is no rest in sight, please open to this possibility with me: a taste of something else may also be very nearby.

Water meant to flow into the hose is dripping from the spigot, seeping into the ground underneath it. This well-irrigated little patch of Earth is incredibly fertile, but has not been cultivated with intention.

We’ll talk about finding our way, making it through what we thought would be the death of us, and how we wouldn’t give any of it back if we could. We will lament how quickly time passes, whisper regrets, and dare to speak of what our hearts really want.

A tender reflection woven through EMT experience and the people who love them. A story about what lingers after the call, and the small ways we learn to hold pain and love together.

Snapshots of granular moments of becoming as I work toward an aim to develop finer discrimination and attention.

As we slow down to explore subtle inner experiences weaving through daily-ness, fleeting felt senses of a different quality shimmer.

I’ve been carrying an evocative question as I continue this work of “becoming.”

We have talked at length about what’s been shifting in our sense of the world and our inklings about why we are here. In this offering, there’s a deepening.

We are alive, friends. It’s painful and exquisite. There is so much darkness. It’s real. Death is all around us. Unaddressed pain has mixed with power and fragmented us, but we are encircled by a Love that is permeating the darkness in the most creative ways. 

There’s a communal nature to wisdom. Our journeys overlap — sometimes in physical life, and sometimes outside of it — words and presence across time and space.

Like Amanda and Graham, I’m meeting this next moment with a heart as open as I can muster, taking a step into the unfamiliar.