Cheryl Wilfong

Cheryl Wilfong is the author of The Meditative Gardener: Cultivating Mindfulness of Body, Feelings, and Mind, winner of seven book awards. She discovered gardening the same year she attended her first retreat at Insight Meditation Society in 1977. She has a Master's degree in Counseling Psychology from Antioch University New England, with a concentration in Mindfulness. She completed an internship with John Kabat-Zinn's Mindfulness-Based Stress Reduction program. In 1999, she became a Vermont Master Gardener, and she is also a Master Composter.

In 2008, Cheryl graduated from the Community Dharma Leader program sponsored by Spirit Rock Meditation Center. She has completed the Integrated Study and Practice Program at the Barre Center for Buddhist Studies. She is currently studying a non-dual curriculum with Matt Flickstein.

Cheryl is a co-founder of Vermont Insight Meditation Center where she regularly teaches meditation when she isn't rearranging one of her 28 flowerbeds or tending her out-of-control vegetable garden. Master Gardener and mistress of metaphor, she delivers the Dharma into daily life in the garden on her award-winning blog She is particularly interested in the parallels between nature and human nature.

She has been meditating for 20 minutes every morning with her neighbors since 1996. She attends a one-month retreat every year as well as a few study and practice retreats.

Cheryl is also the author of Following the Nez Perce Trail: A Guide to the Nee-Me-Poo National Historic Trail with eye-witness accounts, 2nd edition (2006).

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Being Mindful in a Busy World

Remember to relax. Since meditation ultimately is relaxation, my one word of advice is: Relax. Let go. Release your grasping. Can we just surrender to life moment by moment? Surrender to what is instead of arguing that our point of view is the correct one? Remember to send loving-kindness to yourself and to the world. Once while on retreat, I had a vivid dream that Death was in my single bed with me. I struggled briefly to escape his clutches, realized it was useless, turned to face him, and knew that all I could do was love Death. He was… Read more.