TSK is not just for Philosophers

After more than 20 years, a non-profit (Friends in Time) that I started with a friend who has ALS appears to be about to float belly-up.  We started this unique program after I returned from a six-month retreat at the Nyingma Institute, all psyched to let my dreams rise to the surface of my life.  After all, as this week’s reading begins to explore, our lives are a field and what better partner for the soil of our days than to go on planting the seeds of our human embodiment.

Looking forward to spending more time at home, I find in myself a closet of garments: work cloths, pyjamas that I can wear all day with the TV remote close at hand, yesterday’s shirt with the stains of too many chocolates on it . . .  ; <  }

 Contemplating Time, I have come up with the idea of a timesheet in which I will record the time I spend writing and trying to find a larger audience for my writing (preferably in similar four-hour blocks as I have been putting in daily at Friends in Time).

Contemplating Space, I realize that driving to a work space away from home, where others expected me to be there when I said I would be, will take more effort when I am not leaving the house.

Contemplating Knowledge, I realize that interacting with people and their challenges has been at the heart of my search for knowledge:  Knowledge of the world I share and knowledge of the meaning of a human life, which a progressive disease that never goes away changes at a deep level.  Recalling how much these interactions over 20 years have awakened me to the value of my own life, makes it clear that I will keep the phone numbers of all these “friends”–so that the knowledge they have given me in the past can remain part of my future.