Faith and Religion

Just Tulips

Dedicated to: My Mom Last week in my chaplaincy internship, we were asked to select a photo from a spread on the table, and write a story. Afterward, we each shared with the group and discussed how the story reflects our theology and style of chaplaincy. Here is my photo, here is my story: My Mother often brought tulips home from the market. My favorites were the bright red ones with the

My Path to Chaplaincy

All moments in our lives lead us to the present moment. With the support of family, friends, and mindfulness community (sangha), the cumulation of many moments has led me to the path of Chaplaincy. In March I began studying under Joan Halifax and other wonderful teachers at Upaya Zen Center in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Upaya’s Buddhist Chaplaincy Training program is described as: “…a visionary and comprehensive two-year program for a new kind

Love Wins.

I just spent a beautiful weekend in San Diego where I had the opportunity to officiate the wedding of my dear friends – who happen to be a same-sex couple. Their ceremony told a story of their foundation of friendship, their vows were incredibly raw with emotion, and their wedding rings were passed through each guest’s hands to gain blessing and intention before we sealed the ceremony with the placement of the rings on

Essence

From my 11/19/13 Facebook Post, based on wisdom drawn from No Death, No Fear by Thich Nhat Hanh I am thankful for Essence. If we are grieving the loss of a loved one, it helps to understand that the Essence of our loved one does not begin at birth and end at death. Their Essence has gone into everyone and everything they ever met or touched, their friends, their children,

Going Home

My sister and I sat in the front row at my mother’s service and embraced the opening message shared by our family friend, one of my life mentors. Three words in particular echo in my heart like it was yesterday.  “She is home,” he said. Few moments in life are so poignant, touching the deepest part of the soul reserved only for absolute truths. It was all too fresh at the time;

5-Minutes for Compassion

“Use what seems like poison as medicine. Use your  personal suffering as the path to compassion for all beings.” After my mom died, I was having so much trouble connecting with her. I was feeling lost and alone. I turned to meditation as a way to calm my heart and to connect with her spirit. A few months later, in reading When Things Fall Apart by Pema Chodron I came across a

The Yellow Shirt

This story was shared with my sister last Friday by a friend of our mom – it touches on  creating traditions and ends with a revelation on peace. “I am leaving you with a gift: peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give isn’t fragile like the peace the world gives…” *The yellow shirt had long sleeves, four extra-large pockets trimmed in black thread and snaps up the front. It

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