Tag: buddhism

on attachment, clearing out, and hey, who wants yarn?

I thought this was going to a lot harder than it has been, to be frank. As I’ve been shipping things out, I’ve been feeling really good about creating space, and it just gets easier and easier to put things in the “destash” pile. I’d originally suspected I’d struggle with relinquishing CY yarns, especially tests, out of sentimentality: this is…

so let’s do this thing, then

I’d been holding off on starting my Epic Destash, thinking Oh, I’ll just wait until I have a big block of time and can blast through a chunk of it. The fact of the matter is, there really IS no big block of time to be had, so I’m doing the brighter thing and going at this piecemeal so the…

on anger, compassion, and self- care (for A.H., with thanks)

A friend wrote me a few days ago, asking about anger. It’s funny— I’d never imagined that I’d be someone that might give out advice on that subject, but she’d asked in a very serious way, so I gave it some thought, and in giving it even a little time I realized that no, hey, I really did have a…

on living with a hurricane

I’ve been working on this thing lately, a push to regain my body. It’s exhausting. Regaining your health really takes it out of you, as it turns out. Funny, right? Maybe I just needed to hit a really low point first, though, in order to gain the momentum. It gets jumbled. Either way, here I am, scuttling from one appointment…

on losing and regaining the thread

    I was at Homespun Yarn Party last month and someone told me I should write here more often. Boof. I agree, though. I should. It’s good practice, it’s good for me, and apparently there’s some value to others in it. I enjoy the conversations that are generated in various spots by some of these posts. And it’s funny: I…

in which I want a great deal less

September has been good- a time to rest, clear my head. There’s been less travel- a trip to north for Parents’ Weekend (already, really?), but other than that, it’s been quiet. I’m grateful for the break, the lull before the madness of October- Boston, Rhinebeck (OMG, RHINEBECK!!!), all of it. October promises to be a joyful, colorful, but busy month.…

on Gilenya and giving it my Girl Scout best

So this week I’m doing this mental thing where I’m sitting on the edge of my invisible seat, you guys. Let me back up. I’m working with the folks from Novartis, the suppliers for the pill I’m hoping to transition over to, in order to try and set up my initial dose. The pill is called Gilenya, and it is…

on sitting with compassion and loving- kindness

I’ve been spending a lot of time working on metta meditation lately. Metta is hard, especially for “western” *** students. It involves extending compassion, both in the specific and in general, and while that seems like it would be all puppies and sunshine, it’s really very rough, warrior work. When I would teach metta meditation it was almost inevitable that…

on the surrender of symbols

I’m coming around. This has been hard. Harder on me than I’d expected, honestly. I expected to bounce back relatively quickly: I enjoy hotels, and after all the travel I’ve done I’m very comfortable in them. I’ve also been homeless (although not in many, many years), and I’ve traveled a great deal, so I’ve learned not to get too connected…