February 2: Morning Meditation 6

In this morning's guided meditation for Winter Feast for the Soul, Tibetan monk Anam Thubten described how in a certain meditative state we feel "empty inside in a beautiful way." I couldn't help but think of Wallace Stevens's poem The Snow Man, which is referenced in line two below.

More snow falling.
It takes a mind of winter
to simply watch it fall.

January 27: Morning Meditation 5

the mind snowstorm white
washer's long vibrato chant
calm inside the storm

January 22: Morning Meditation 4

Continuing with my morning practice with the help of Winter Feast for the Soul.

Before I close my eyes

Jupiter on the horizon

aligning my focus

January 18: Morning meditation 3

Squirrel bounds through snow

ponderously.
Trying to make my mind blank.

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January 16: Morning Meditation 2

Spaces between thoughts:

shadows moving on snow

as the crows shift places.

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January 15: Morning Meditation 1

I begin Winter Feast for the Soul, meditating 40 minutes each morning for 40 days.

Morning meditation--

my silent cat, sitting near,

seems to understand.

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