Author Archives: Meisaan Chan

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The heart of the spiritual life

There once had been a time that I refused to accept gifts – now I see that acceptance is the heart of the spiritual life © Meisaan Chan

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Into your arms

To be caught first I need to leap © Meisaan Chan

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Sadness, O sadness

Sadness, O sadness the sun sags in the sky tugged down by its own weight © Meisaan Chan

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Just to be with you

Sometimes I need to risk to be with you sometimes I need to lose to be with you sometimes I need to die to be with you and all is well all is well all is well just to be … Continue reading

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Letting go of your crutches

The unfamiliar, full use of your muscles – they are stronger than you thought © Meisaan Chan

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When compassion matters most

Compassion matters most in the presence of fragility © Meisaan Chan

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The road trip

Check your signs frequently make sure you’re still on the path © Meisaan Chan

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Loving someone

Loving someone means giving them the choice © Meisaan Chan

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The moment you’re digging in your heels

The moment you’re digging in your heels is usually when the door opens © Meisaan Chan

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In the morning

You wake me fifteen minutes before my alarm to be with me in wholeness: My skin tingles with presence in the goodness of surrender, of letting you touch me as you wish, your sweetness awakening my mouth from slumber, your … Continue reading

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