Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Seattle Meditation Workshop

Meditation Workshop
Join us for a practice intensive.  Receive meditation instruction, ask questions,
engage in discussion with other practitioners.  Clarify your practice. 
Come sit with us.

Sunday June 7, 2015

1716 NW Market St
Seattle, WA  98107

Suggested donation $10
Please contact for more information.

Contact Greg Patenaude at for more details. 

Friday, May 22, 2015


Curiosity is ravenous.  It devours anything it needs to keep digging deeper.

Curiosity is unstoppable.  Obstacles and problems only fuel the fire.

Curiosity is propelled.  Stillness can't even hold it back, it may even act as a catalyst. 

The curious student makes their way from studying to contemplating to creating and even testing their theory. 

Give someone a degree and they could have a job for life.  Make them curious, and they could have a passion.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

A warm embrace.

A mother's compassion is without limit and free from judgement.
She is simply there for you, always.
She holds that space open, continuously.
She will listen when you need her to listen.
Help when you need help.
She will feed you when you are hungry,
comfort you when you are sick.
She will never fix you, because you don't need to be fixed.
She will love you, unconditionally.
Hold you, when it hurts.
Wait for you, with you, while you make your way.
A mother's compassion knows no limit,
because she cannot conceive of a moment she will stop loving you.
Such love is worth rejoicing and celebrating.

Happy Mother's Day,
to all of our mothers out there.

Monday, May 4, 2015

Rest in movement.

I think we all have an impulse to see rest as state without movement.  It's a gap in your day, a day off of work or a moment of connecting with the breath. 

We see rest as stillness.  Peace and quiet. 

We struggle to reconcile movement with rest.  When we are busy, we long for the moment when we are not.  When we are at work, we long for the moment we are done.  Movement becomes our adversary and our days are lost in spite of ourselves. 

What if we learned to rest in the dance?  What if we could rest with the dynamic display that manifests around us and through our day?  What if movement didn't pull us away, but rather reinforced our awareness. 

What if we no longer had to fight against 'busy', but took 'busy' along with us on the path of realization?

If we no longer had to divide our days between busy or restful, how would we live them?