Sing!

Our satsang group met Sunday evening for the first time in two weeks, and it felt so good to sing!  There weren’t many of us–it seems the whole town is on vacation–but what a difference it has made in my week so far.  I’m finding it much easier...

Sinking Into The Presence

I don’t know about you, but I’m a God-a-phobic.  I was raised a strict Catholic, and in that worldview God isn’t someone you could ever think of as a friend.  For years I described myself as a recovering Catholic, and swiftly turned and ran from any...

The Moment

I’ve mentioned before that often during my day a chant will start playing itself in my brain, much like pop music did when I was listening to FM radio.  There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to what chant shows up–it might be one I listened to...

Changin’

Lately I’ve had the classic R&B channel on in the background. It’s great–it plays all the funk & soul music I listened to growing up in Philly. I was looking for a theme for the podcast this week, and the funk classic “Changin'”...

Swimming In Kirtan

I’ve been doing some lap swimming this summer, especially in the last week when Oregon has been so hot.  A wonderful discovery has been the chant playing in the background of my mind will come to the front in the silence that swimming creates.  It’s a...

The Invitation

The words of every chant were designed long ago with the purpose of taking you on a journey–but it’s just a sweet invitation.  If you choose to say yes, then the chant provides a road.  It’s a journey, and you can choose where and how far you go.  ...