by Maxima Kahn | Sep 16, 2015 | Musings
Sitting out here in the wind, the dancing trees, a peace washes over me and a sadness. I feel the fear of merging with that which annihilates me—the powerful force of creativity moving through me—and simultaneously the longing for it, because what is annihilated is... by Maxima Kahn | Aug 6, 2015 | Musings
Today, as i sit with my candle, i bring my loving awareness to those places of low self-worth, of feeling undeserving and guilty, in me, and to the sadness, the unloved feeling that goes with them, feeling not good enough. I know loving awareness is enough if i keep... 
by Maxima Kahn | Jun 3, 2015 | Musings
“Pure quiet,” Rumi writes. My own soul is restless today, angry and torn. All of this is “you,” says Rumi, meaning me, us, soul, the One. Even this terrible tumbling. He writes of a great healing presence. Call it Shams of Tabriz (his teacher and friend), call it God,... 
by Maxima Kahn | May 20, 2015 | Musings
Rumi writes of ecstasy, of being used by the Divine, being sung through, the longing to be used in such a way, to praise the Divine. I am not in ecstasy, but I long to be used nonetheless, to be sung. We all do. To feel something greater than the small, worried ego,... 
by Maxima Kahn | Apr 17, 2015 | Creative Sparks, Musings
(This is one of my journal musings followed by a valuable life practice added to the end. Hence, the intimate, personal style of the beginning.) Time to forgive the horrors of the past, the wounds I carry: CalArts, my parents, an unforgiving world, our sick culture.... 
by Maxima Kahn | Apr 3, 2015 | Musings
Stopping Efforting, Finding Ease I am exploring stopping without stopping, letting things move in me that have no name, watching the mind’s hunger for fear and control, tuning again and again to the body’s language, the quiet of the heart. What does it...