Epistolary Ecstasy
A while back, I read a selection of letters of Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg: Hand-written, wild-typed marvels and postcards, written and sent from around the world—on work, books, loves, life, loss, Dharma, and gossip….
Rachel
Over the years I’ve bought a few copies of Let Me Stand Alone: The Journals of Rachel Corrie But before I got to cracking it open for myself I would think of a young person…
Presence
“In my visits to the hospitals, I found it was in the simple matter of Personal Presence, and emanating ordinary cheer and magnetism, that I succeeded and help’d more than by medical nursing or delicacies,…
Annie Fitzgerald, What Would Juan de la Cruz Say to This?
Bhakti is the one essential thing. Who can ever know God through reasoning? I want love of God. What do I care about knowing His infinite glories? One bottle of wine makes me drunk. What…
You’re Going So Far Away, But…
When I look in my heart, I find you there! When I meet 90 new students next week, I’ll see you in those looks of expectation and curiosity. When I come into my home, I…
Snail Mail Scribble for Srimatiji
“My deep dream is to be An invisible bodhisattva No web-site with bells and whistles No 2,000 friends on Facebook No acclaim Fame or melodrama
Ask, the Master said, and you shall receive…
I turn 52 next week. I could use an infusion of brio, brilliance, and balance. May I see you?
Querida Aryanna
At last After thousands of lectures Tens of thousands of test questions Innumerable essays, interviews, rotations You’re now an M.D. And in the first week of your residency!
Just This
Bella Levenshteyn I hope you are … Smiling (hourly) Singing (daily) Laughing (one hundred times a fortnight) PS
Into the Interior by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
I am your whispered voice your inside voice your interior voice your unheard voice your unspoken voice