As my bare feet hit the cold marble floor of the altar during the early morning service hours I whispered, ‘Oh, so cold!’. My fellow pujari turned and smilingly whispered back, ‘Austerity!’

It wasn’t the first time I was reminded that there is a sweetness to doing someth...

This week we celebrate the Ramayana, the epic from India that centers around the kidnapping and rescue of Princess Sita. Although we may not have a prince or a princess to rescue we often have to rescue our own selves - perhaps from some bad habits that are destroying o...

The first red leaf greeted me this morning

Among the dull colors of the other fallen leaves

It’s redness smiled a reminder of time passing

A reminder of cycles of birth and death

Of leaves separating from the tree

As the body separates from the soul

We stand and watch the lea...

About a month ago I posted a blog called The Thread of Life, about a chain of islands off the coast of Maine. I’d been in Maine visiting my sister Susan and her family there. Susan’s husband, my brother-in-law George, has the intuitions of a native about the coast of Ma...