Category Archives: C Zen’s musings

Cold, wet and rainy with violent winds circling around the buildings, I hear the storm. The darkness stifles. I imagine the stars beyond the clouds and ask for messages, for guidance. Then I turn in and snuggle up to the … Continue reading →

Before there was isolation.  Before feeling alone.  There was a unified force which is ever present but cannot sometimes be felt because being in form separates.  This unity has been described by many to consist of pure love. Being in … Continue reading →

Is the word that stared me down, glaring at me while I listened to the Sweetest Thing. A song that embodies something between love within and love without. Love of the excitement, the freedom and most of all the spiritual. … Continue reading →

When it started I was on shaky ground, not sure if I were flying or sinking.  The ground was soft at first and then abrupt, like coming upon a staggering cliff from the bottom not understanding how to get back … Continue reading →

Today I celebrated my 33rd birthday! I had been searching for a meditation center and came across a fund raising event for a zen meditation center up in Northgate. The event was for members to donate their time to make … Continue reading →

As a little girl I was obsessed with magic both trickery and the untouchable. The metaphysical, although I didn’t call it that back then. I completely believed with every ounce of my soul. I listened to the flowers and the … Continue reading →

These words haunt me lately as I stab around in my head for answers. I am the tinman searching for my heart thinking someone has stolen it… but alas, it has been with me here the entire time. I was … Continue reading →

As a child I loved to play near the water, teetering on rocks and logs while dancing around, flirting with the wetness.  I would jump fully clothed, in the winter from rock to rock while the cold water of the … Continue reading →

Enveloped in a cloud, surrounded by sweet softness.  I hear a song escaping my heart in a long exhale.  It is about a girl lost in the wind. She is twisted up, confused but keeps her eyes open to take … Continue reading →

Shiny scales with cold eyes, slippery and wet.  So pretty, the little fishy. Distracted, I tripped over a math book and fell into the dark, rich water. Enveloped within.  I closed my eyes, ears and stopped breathing so that I … Continue reading →