One day a young man on his journey home came to the banks of a wide river. Staring hopelessly at the great obstacle in front of him, he ponders for hours how to cross such a wide barrier.

Just as he was about to give up his pursuit to continue the journey he sees a great sage on the other side of the river. The young man yells over to the sage, “Oh wise one, can you tell me how to get to the other side of this river”?

The sage ponders for a moment looks up and down the river and yells back, “My child, you are on the other side”.

Nature Empty
(of hard edges and self-validating absolutes)
Everything Pure, Naturally Pure
(no matter how clouded the view)
This is what I Am 
(no matter how deep the forgetting)

Happy New Year
Let Us Be the Light We Are

Acceptance is a quality of being I've been contemplating quite a bit in recent times. Reflecting on the transformative nature of acceptance, an experience with my father came to mind.
In 2010, the last year of my father’s life, he was hospitalized several times in close succession. One night after we brought him home from one of these hospitalizations, and got him into bed, I was alone in the room with him. Kneeling next to the bed my heart full with the grief of what I sensed was a nearing loss of him, I lay my head on his chest. He placed his warm hand on my back.
We were silent.
After some time he spoke. “We’re lucky because we know how to accept things.”
Yes, I thought, my father's acceptance of his life as it is, and not his circumstances which were quite difficult, is why he felt lucky.
He included me as one of the lucky ones, though I wasn't sure I had earned it.
But that moment deepened my aspiration to be lucky no matter what.

I had a wide-ranging interview/conversation with Richard Whittaker of Works and Conversations and Pavi Mehta of the Daily Good a few months back. The transcribed interview is now available on both their sites. Although the interview is the same, I share both links below so that if you're not aware of these portals, you have an opportunity to explore both.

https://www.dailygood.org/story/2824/aura-glaser-a-moment-of-beauty-richard-whittaker/

https://www.conversations.org/story.php?sid=701

rainbow body irises,
enfold me in
a velvet embrace.
we meet,
we touch,
we fathom.
subtle emanations
coming and going—
a melody of unwavering space.

(The name Iris originating from the Greek for Rainbow inspired this verse)

offering attention
to the everyday sacred,
to the wonder of this moment,
to these glowing buds,
dissolves
the edges of myself
into song.

gone beyond
all
topsy
turvy
absolutes,
a cowbird
stands on his head
and reminds me,
this is the way things are.

the solitary heron
moved by murmurings of earth,
begins the rythmic rituals of courtship.
a poetry
of springs' return.