“We’re growing old together.” Dee prefers her parents’ happy line, “We’re buckaroos.” I like that too, but I marvel at how long we’ve been together. And still there is the surprise of novelty. One of us is sharing a childhood memory and the other is awed. “I can’t believe I’ve never heard that story before.”   Time has slowed. Each day is precious. “How long will it last?” We worry about each other’s health, take care of each other, get each other out for walks and doctors’ a

In my days of formal koan study, when I was traveling early mornings before work to meet with Roshi Bob  in Jersey City, koan study followed a prescribed order. We began with The Gateless Gate  and worked our way from first koan to last, one after the other. We did the next three koan books in the same way, very orderly, very systematically, from first koan to last. It never occurred to question the order of things. It was just the way it was done. “Hyakujo and the Fox” was t

We’ve arrived. Tomorrow is Bernie ’s memorial day, and we’ve been remembering some of his social entrepreneurship teachings. We built an amazing network of schools inspired by Bernie’s Greyston practice, although our school network didn’t outwardly look like Bernie’s Greyston. They had different motive energies – Bernie’s was homelessness; mine was the stigma and discrimination faced by people living with mental illnesses – and they took different organizational forms.   My l