I met a wild weasel yesterday. I had been working on our water system and was waiting for the overflow to confirm my repair job when an incredibly cute weasel hurried out of hiding just a couple feet away from me. I think we both felt similar emotions at that moment — quite curious, and…
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A Monastic Practice for Hurried Lives: Soul Sculpting
Statio. For monastics it works like this. The bell calling you to prayer will ring in about 5 minutes, but you’re already at the chapel. Ahead of time. And just in time for Statio. You stand quietly in the hallway, or you may enter the chapel and sit down. In the quiet, you mentally recollect and…
The Reward of Pausing: Soul Sculpting Project
It was the elk who affirmed my choice. Though he was only a few yards away, he didn’t seem to see me. I sat on a log – very still, watching him step over the broken fence and wander uphill. He felt like a gift. Had I not stopped my work and sat down…
5 Minutes of Relaxed Attention in Nature: Soul Sculpting Project
The view of the Cimarron and San Juan Mountain ranges was postcard beautiful as we drove by. I grabbed a moment of attention for them, but then returned to my focus to our conversation. My friend and I were deep in the plot of sharing our stories from the past weeks. Personal joys, family events,…
Soul Sculpting Project: A Simple Breath Practice for Entering the Ease of Here and Now: B.E.S.T. Breath
Soul Sculpting Project: B.E.S.T. Breath A Simple Breath Practice for Entering the Ease of Here and Now It’s late spring time. All winter the snows come and knock our fences down. All spring we put them up again. The fences are on a ranch where the spring flowers are blooming, trees leafing out in bright…
Soul Sculpting Project: Three Breaths to Connect
Soul Sculpting Project: Three Breaths to Connect I am on a walk. My mind is processing yesterday and planning tomorrow. I take a breath and wake-up to the present. I notice the juniper trees, the canyon rock, cool fresh air, the deep quiet. I begin to notice myself and feel my feet pressing the solid…
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