Cedar Koons
Author and Consultant

A Greeting from the Stone Age Dear Friends, Easter Sunday, 2026 I have been absent from my blog for a while. I've been focused on my mental and physical health, strengthening my practice, and teaching mindfulness. But while prioritizing to my own stability in a world of chaos, I can't help noticing some other important matters to which, like it or not, we all must attend. To summarize: Renée Nicole Good and Alex Pretti were martyred. No one was held accountable, an

Winter is almost two/thirds done. Oddly, I'll be sorry to see this delicious, quiet, time evolve into spring. When I was a child, I experienced such bad spring fever that I could hardly tolerate February. Now, I'm trying to savor every bit of winter. I'm lucky because I live in the country, have a warm house, enough to eat, and don't absolutely have to go anywhere. So this season has become a liberating expanse of low expectations. As my friend Judy says, "I'm high on canc

Hope is the Thing with Feathers “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me. by Emily Dickinson For people who suffer, hope can feel like a trick. Ho

It is a beautiful October morning, and I am sitting on my back porch looking out at a sky with wisps of mare’s tail clouds above blue...