Berkee's Space: March 2013

Thank You

To the many who dropped, and continue to do so,
seeds of wisdom, love, friendship and learning:
Mindy, Jacob, Ben Avi, Boodha of course, Dad, Mom, Dena, Ely, Michael, M. Fagin, Y. Posner, M. Koch, T. Hogan (always there), C. E. Boles, Curtis Besinger, Ludwig von Beethoven, C. Thyssen, E. Thyssen, R. Lovland, Jim Morrison, P. Metheny, B. Berkebile, the Hawk that sat outside my window, M. Bloom, Rachel Berlman, Bernard Gately, Jack London, Andy Bettman, D. Luckey, John Heider, Mr. Wright, George Nakashima, Alvar Aalto, J. Visser, Bill W. & Dr. Bob, M. Weiner, J. Wright (where are you?), J. "Flash" Fleisher, Ken Kern, Charles Kilgen III (friends forever), L. Mooney, L. Chirea, that deer who came to my house, R. Beegle, Abrham L. Hess, Helen Auerbach, Henry Hess, O. Mountain Oak, H. Daniel, Rav Fleisher, A. Bornstein, Rav S. Talve, Rav J. Goodman, D. Hollander, T. Woolsey, B. Benjamin, Paul Keebler, Basho, Bruce Goff, M. O'Connor, J. Page, the doctors and staff at Children's Hospital St. Louis, Anne J., P. Chodron, J. Flotken, Joelle (a soul true to herself), Helen P., D. Droege, Kate P., Dr. P. Smith, Anais Nin, Oriah Mountain Dreamer, M.J. Colagiovanni, Ghandi, J. Adorney (music that healed), G. Black, Verlee Lamb Clark, J. Fitzgerald, B.K.S. Iyengar, Gefen, S. Schwartz, D. Polinsky and many new friends lately and all of those anonymous souls on the path.
I am deeply indebted to my spiritual advisor, Victor, who has opened my eyes to love, peace, especially forgiveness and the courage to live within and cherish life as it is.

And my apologies to those that I may have not remembered.

19 March 2013

Dove

While walking Boodha we wandered into a back alley for a variation on our walk. Perhaps to see another side of life instead of the typical sidewalk and suburban stroll. As we passed a very small and deteriorating garage, I looked up and perched within the gutter, with it's head looking out over the edge, was a dove watching us. We stopped walking and held eye contact with the dove.....the wind ceased.....all was still and quiet like the inside of a vessel....as we continued to look into each other. We remained as such for the longest of time.

Dan Millman's "There is never nothing going on" came to mind. This time an animal presented us with the reality of a moment.

I am grateful for times like this.