Lisa and I have an ongoing joke, wherein whenever we eat or drink something that tickles the back of our throat, causing us to cough uncontrollably, we ironically say "I'm dying."  Speaking of which, as the days have grown shorter and darker approaching the Winter Solstice, it seems to me I've been feeling death in … Continue reading Meditation on the Winter Solstice: The Bliss of Embracing Darkness & Death Like Nature Does