“Spiritual” starts to lose its meaning when you turn on the TV and hear a middle-aged guy in a car commercial use the “S” word to describe the feeling he gets when he climbs behind the wheel of his new $60,000 ride.
Our local sangha wasn’t able to have our four-hour sitting yesterday because of a huge snowstorm, which knocked out power at the Unitarian church where we meet.
No place is more central to our acts of celebration than the dining room table. As you look forward to the sanctity and promised revelry of the upcoming holidays, allow yourself to fully embrace – guilt free – the delicious food, friendship, and seasonal cheer. Alongside your regular spiritual beliefs, engage your inner epicurean. Why? Because that’s the macrobiotic way! If that seems surprising, let me share my awakening.
