molly's blog

Visiting my parents at their home for the first time since my sister died, we attended a Catholic mass said by their favorite priest. This mass was special to them because Father Camilo centered his homily around an email my dad had sent to all his children, talking...

Sometimes I think my life is just like anyone else’s - a flowing river of experiences: opportunities offered and opportunities missed, countless joys and countless sufferings, heartbreaks, delights and surprises. A very ordinary life, perhaps. Other times I wonder how...

Sometimes I wonder what I’m doing and if it was the right decision to leave Seattle and Samarya. Then I realize that’s the wrong question. The question might be, Is it the right decision to be here, now? My answer comes when, after traveling for two weeks, the kids...

How can people be so heartless How can people be so cruel Easy to be hard Easy to be cold How can people have no feelings How can they ignore their friends Easy to be proud Easy to say no Especially people who care about strangers Who care about evil and social...

"[There are] moments when it is clear-if I have the eyes to see-that the life I am living is not the same as the life that wants to live in me. In those moments I sometimes catch a glimpse of my true life, a life hidden like the river beneath the ice. And . . . I...

I met Lilo for the first time about ten years ago in my tiny town in Mexico. I was doing a yoga therapy retreat at one of the local “bungalows” and my dear friend and student Bess Abrahams came out from New York to assist me, with her one year old – or around there –...

"The experiences of unity among peoples are more important and crucial than all the concepts, prejudices, ideologies, faiths that may divide. And if you can multiply these experiences of unity over a time interval of sufficient duration, you can undermine any barrier...

This morning we gathered, as we do, in front of the main rotunda of the monastery for walking meditation. We began by listening to the bell, then singing, then hearing the instructions in Spanish and in English: walk slowly, mindfully. Listen to the sound of each...

To my friends in the northwest yoga community and beyond: I began my workshops this weekend with this quote from Howard Thurman and am resting in its wisdom – finding the right words and voice to speak the sound of the genuine in myself. “There is something in every...

There is something I am learning right now that feels more powerful than anything I have encountered so far on my path. I am reminded of the 19th century Indian mystic and saint Sri Ramakrishna, who was a devout Hindu and bhakta – following the path of intense...