Diving into meditation with Pema Chodron and Chogyam Trungpa, I learned things that might as likely carry me through a horrific news climate as through personal tragedy. So I thought the observations deserved a breakout into successive posts. Up next: The urge to fortify.
My awakening didn't come through the doors of a church. Instead, it has come to me through the immense power of my own humility as piece-by-piece my life was stripped away from its former state to emerge as something completely new.
I am not going to give up planning -- one might almost say I have a deep, driving desire to plan -- but I am going to question my own resistance to vulnerability.