Who is not Haitian?

Contemplating a journey and a calling………. Who is not Haitian? Everywhere is Haiti. Our past, present and future of catastrophe, silenced screams of the poor dying beneath the rubble of hurricanes and earthquakes that are both weather conditions and...

The Way of Dust

  We live in the realm of dust, in which we find corners, and walls to cling to, we might lie or hang there together thinking we are the corner, or the wall, until the wind comes from the door being opened, and our dusty selves are sent off to another part of the...

Be Love

I touch the earth. I honor my ancestors with my sitting meditation practice. And to them I say, “Let each breath be a gift of my love.”  –Zenju BE Love May the heavy become light, May what’s ill become well, May what’s violent become peace, May rage...

See the Butterfly

No one has ever told me that I remind them of a butterfly, bearing up in the wild winds, migrating through thick tight seasons, arriving, still, light enough to rest on the underside of a leaf. And that soft sandhill crane, that spreads its wings in order to land...