remembering union

Sitting in my favorite meditation chair in my office, i glance across at my altar where Buddha sits so grandly covered in beads and adornments; there he is, the quinessential icon of awakening, prompting me to close the eyes and be quiet.  In the pit of my stomach i feel his being, and his life-long journey to Buddha-hood and as i lower my eyelids and dive within myself i sense a lonely longing for the exquisite experience of union with the divine follow me to the depths of my being.  Continue Reading →