Soul food – The Gift of Presence

By Elizabeth Flynn Campbell The holidays were tough this year. Maggie, our beloved two-year-old red-haired poodle, died five days before Christmas. One day she was my hearty running companion and a few days later she was dead from the sepsis that followed the surgery to remove the small black sock lodged in her abdomen. Her… Read More »

Mystics with mortgages – Trust issues

Mystics with mortgages – Trust issues

By Elizabeth Flynn Campbell One morning this past October, I was sitting on my porch, drinking a cup of tea before leaving for work. In all kinds of weather, this tea on the porch ritual is one that I’ve come to cherish because of the peace it tends to bestow on the rest of my… Read More »

Trusting the current

Trusting the current

By Elizabeth Flynn Campbell A friend spent several days paddling down the Winooski River this summer. He said that on the first day on the river, he paddled so hard that his arms ached throughout the night, and he second-guessed whether five days travelling down the river to Lake Champlain was such a good idea… Read More »

Cockroaches and angels

Cockroaches and angels

By Elizabeth Flynn Campbell Often when something really good is about to enter our lives, something really rotten seems to come out of nowhere. Like the time many years ago when my husband and I moved from our minuscule New York City apartment into a relatively spacious two-bedroom on Manhattan’s Lower East Side. We’d been… Read More »

Meditation: good for what ails you

Meditation: good for what ails you

By Elizabeth Flynn Campbell Three days after the World Trade Center towers collapsed on September 11, my husband and I walked around Union Square Park in lower Manhattan, which had become an unofficial gathering place for people seeking the comfort of strangers as we stumbled around trying to understand what had just happened. Some of… Read More »

The Zen of Weeping and Sweeping

The Zen of Weeping and Sweeping

By Elizabeth Flynn Campbell I recently spent some time with a friend whose world came crashing down in the worst way possible through her child’s sudden tragic death. My friend is, as any parent would be, besieged daily with successive tsunamis of despair, rage, and almost unbearable sorrow. I hadn’t seen her since the funeral… Read More »

The gift that appears broken

The gift that appears broken

By Elizabeth Flynn Campbell I was driving home from work and passed a woman walking down the road on a cold night in late February. She was shuffling along slowly, wearing a shabby brown coat and carrying a large paper bag. I drove about a half mile past when I decided to turn around and… Read More »

Your own worst enemy?

Elizabeth Flynn Campbell, Wind Ridge Publishing columnist “Love your neighbor as yourself.” If we’ve heard it once, we’ve heard it a thousand times. So often, it’s easy to miss its radical message. I imagine that most of us, religious or not, spiritual or otherwise, believe we shouldn’t just give in to our hatred and even… Read More »

Seeking

Seeking

By Elizabeth Flynn Campbell On my way home a while back, I passed several cars pulled over by the side of the road, their drivers and passengers compelled to stop their rush to wherever in order to gaze at the super moon that glowed like a mysterious beacon over the red barn at the corner… Read More »