Transcending Madness at the End of the American Dream
There can be no real distinction between the geological phenomenon we’re promulgating and the broad socio-political drama unfolding daily. We have become the monster under our own bed.
Category: Buddhism
Delusion
It is so painful that now, given the helplessness of it all, whatever humor there may once have been in the infinite variety of human foibles is subsumed by the poignancy and terror, the desperation and bewildered hatred at the heart of mass delusion.
The Awakened Embodied Self
This is the imperative of evolving spirituality, realizing Sufism’s unity of fanaa and baqaa & of Buddhism’s Two Truths, to be here and everywhere at all times, to simultaneously be emptiness and embodiment.
The Root of Happiness
Bodhicitta is a way of connecting to other lives, of saying we are nothing without that connection and that our connection to each other is deeper than we can ever truly know.
One Full Breath
Maybe I could see it if I had eyes on the side of my head instead of looking straight, as if I’m a fish, perpetually suspicious about the possibility of water—as if I once knew of it but have forgotten. That is, if I, a fish, believed in existence.
No Time To Lose
Reading Andrew Harvey’s 1994 book, The Way of Passion, about Rumi’s relationship with his teacher Shams i-Tabriz is a riveting and enlightening dive into the poetry Rumi produced from that time.
Emergence
Whatever else it might mean, emergence implies the most intimate character of life, a constant unfolding of arising and disappearing,
My Lineage
My lineage is the vast space of Longchenpa, the precision of Jigme Lingpa, the tickster Patrul Rinpoche and heart of
At Sea
A portal appears. I am bathed in light, warm, soft, welcoming, forgiving, familiar. It fills me with a reminder of
Radical Impermanence
The tragic and glorious reality brought to us by the pandemic has been a daily encounter with impermanence, the poignant
