Monthly Archives: March 2019

Hold Each Other

friends embracing

There are countless teachings on why we suffer as human beings, and how to end it.

Those that found an end to it have always spoken of an oneness within themselves. With the moment, with Nature, with others. They find themselves held by an unconditional peace that sets them free.

What happens to a suffering child when it is held long enough by it’s mother? When it is safe to cry in anger or fear? Unconditional love frees the moment to be what is real, and all that no longer serves is washed away in the flow of Life unlimited.

What happens we see and feel the suffering of another? Is there not the love of a mother in all of us? Does not the pain of another quicken the healer within every open heart?

What if the answers we seek are profoundly simpler than our minds want to make them.

What if we just held each other?

Some would say we must first go away and learn to hold ourselves. That we must find something mystical, alone on a mountain top or in the desert of our own pain, before we can truly hold another in this kind of way. This has indeed been a thread woven in the stories of most all our mystical figures. And in many of our lives. Including mine.

But these are but stories. Truth only if we make them so.

What if we just found the courage to hold one another? Sharing with one another the greater courage required to be held ourselves, hearts naked in our authenticity. Is this not what the desert and the mountaintop teach the mystic?

When was the last time you truly let go in the arms of another? Or held someone long enough to allow them the same?

Indeed, this takes courage. We know instinctively that whatever wounds we have not fully healed may reopen and overrun our defenses. We will suddenly be fully known as not having our shit together. As flawed. As weak.

Does a mother think of her young child that way? Do you, when you are in your heart and another’s is broken? Love flows only empathy and compassion. Judgment does not exist anywhere in Nature outside the human mind.

What if all the world needs, collectively and individually, starts with a long, long hug? One that relaxes past the uncomfortability of the conditioned mind and lets go into utter presence with another sentient being. Into the love that frees us to be who we really are in the moment. Would we still be suffering in such freedom?

We have built most of our societal systems from a places of separation, competition and fear. Would we not build new, cooperative and peaceful ones from a place of love and freedom?

What if we just held each other?

#holdeachother  #imheretoholdyou

hugs for all




Here Now, in A Busy Life~ Real Right Now w/ Dausha Campbell

Dausha pic


Dausha Campbell is an extraordinary woman. As the owner of Serendipity Stables of Chiltonville, home to more than 30 horses, she pours her heart into the care and teaching of all who set foot or hoof onto the property and into her life.

A lifelong horse woman with a Riding Masters Degree, Dausha is a certified and licensed instructor who has taught riding and held clinics and camps for over 40 years.

She has two grown daughters and lives in Plymouth, Massachusetts with her husband Paul.


Here Now, In a Busy Life

I worked for Dausha at Serendipity for a couple months this winter. It is hard, wonderful work if you love horses and all the weather New England can bring. There is so much to do, and to manage when running an operation of this size. Horses, their owners, students, vendors, inventory, equipment, maintenance, the farrier…and of course the team of part timers that now handle the bulk of the daily feedings and cleaning.

It has only been the last few years that it wasn’t Dausha herself doing almost all the work on the farm. She is incredibly fit for her age. I suppose living your passion does a body good.

I sat with Dausha in early March. A very wet and yet cold winter has brought more than it’s share of challenges in muddy paddocks, frozen water pipes, and electrical issues. The oldest horse on the farm, Patrick, had to be put down recently. None of these are new experiences for Daush, and the wisdom of emotional experience is heard in what she shares here.

Being present to the task at hand, and finding the joy of that alignment. It was good for me to hear.

The Courage to Grow Alone~ Real Right Now w/ Colleen Cuomo


My partner Colleen Cuomo is a wonder.

Her mothering love extends beyond her 3 grown children to everyone she connects with. I have been profoundly changed to be loved so unconditionally by her. I know her friends and students would say the same.

She is a 500 hr. Registered Yoga Teacher and a certified Thai Massage therapist. As a co-owner of Breathing Lotus Living Arts, she conducts Yoga Teacher trainings, teaches classes, and with together with her partners conducts workshops and retreats teaching yoga, meditation and Qi Gong. She also enjoys her work at the stable her horse Bentley calls home.

Colleen lives in Plymouth Massachusetts and can be found at


The Courage to Grow Alone

This present moment finds Colleen seeing both personal and professional growth. She is living, more and more, the life she wants to create. She is also bravely embracing the opportunity to grow in ways that only find us when we are alone. I am moving west for awhile, back to Sedona AZ, after sharing a space by the sea with her for the past 7 months.

Certainly part of what is real for Colleen right now is change. The real Love she has found in her quiet center is allowing her to let go of something long awaited, and now familiar and comfortable. Love’s courage is helping her see the opportunity in having some physical distance between us for awhile. (The why’s of all that I cover in my solo podcast, the first one in this series.)

I’m so very proud of her. And deeply grateful for the courage I know it has taken to sail with me through some rough seas.

Let’s Get Real~ My Own Real Right Now


In the event this is your first time on this blog….hello!

My name is Todd Buckman. I have had 50 years of Life experience in this particular body. A body I don’t know my mind has ever been completely satisfied with.

There was asthma and chronic bronchitis when  was young, an incredibly late start to a puberty that I often felt never quite finished, then back and joint issues that began in my early thirties. These began to limit my enjoyment of exercise and eventually my ability to work. Pain became a constant companion.

It’s not as though this dissatisfaction was always conscious. It was often that under the surface kind of tension that exists when the deep down truth is that you wish something in your life were different than it is.  The subtle inner conflict we often don’t even realize is there until we have a moment when it’s not. I started having those moments when mediation and yoga cultivated deeper presence, and found the peace and grace that exists outside of the thinking mind and it’s patterned identity.

I suppose this is, in many ways, the age old human condition we dance with. We can awaken to its observation, as many more are right now, and in doing so realize we are so much more than our mind’s identity. We can expand our cosmic awareness, and find freedom beyond the body. I certainly did. Accepting my eternal nature was easy. What has been more challenging is to embody this freedom by fully embracing all aspects of my humanity.

It feels as though this inner struggle, this judgment of what is, has been the cause of an autoimmune inflammatory response in my body. The emotional body reflected in the physical one. Emotional reality becoming a physical one.

This is my real right now.

[This was recorded a week or so ago.]

This is part 2. The next day…