I live in an area with a lot of hills. For people like me who ride a bicycle, that means … Continue reading Sifu Hill

As I contemplate retiring at the end of the year, I think of a phone call I received 14 years … Continue reading Living By Choice

It’s been a bruising year. When we’re bruised, it’s sometimes hard to see, feel, and live beyond that condition. Especially … Continue reading Ground Luminosity

The simplest, most profound lesson in taijiquan—as a martial art, a healing art, and a meditation art—is to be present. It … Continue reading The Weight Of Knowing What Comes Next

Before COVID put us in Work From Home mode, I bike commuted for several years. With only occasional exceptions, I … Continue reading Being Here

My taijiquan teacher used to tell us, “Before you start your practice, imagine putting on a robe that’s covered with … Continue reading Dancing In The Silence

Words matter. But more than that, they have matter. When our words become part of the cultural language, they exert … Continue reading Learning To Speak A New Language

I was riding my bike the other day along an empty country road. Several miles out, I found myself wondering … Continue reading Waking Up

My oldest niece turns 50 today. How did that happen?! Of course, it only takes one look in a mirror … Continue reading Cherish Completely, Relinquish Unconditionally

When I stepped onto our deck this morning to practice taiji, the forest was dripping with an early mist. We … Continue reading A Song Of Stillness