Notes on a Buddhist path
I sank into the massage table, every cell of me ready to be pummeled and coaxed into relaxation. Since this was my first visit to Russell I made sure to tell him I like a very deep massage. Placing his hands on my back, he said he knew why I liked it rough: my body felt like petrified wood.
Oh, that can’t be good.
Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less. ~ Madame Marie Curie Each afternoon a COVID news update from the New York Times arrives in my virtual mailbox. And each day I read of more […]
Awash. That word resonates for me in such a profound way, especially in these times of the pandemic.
Come to the edge.We might fall.Come to the edge.It’s too high!COME TO THE EDGE!And they came,and he pushed,and they flew. ~~Christopher Logue It’s been nearly five years now since I left the world. I still recall the look on my friends’ and co-worker’s faces when I told them that I was heading off to […]
There was a moment last year as twilight bloomed across the sky, when I glanced out the windows of our vihara and noticed a marvelous play of light and dark in the nearby aspen grove. The ebony shadows of the forest pressed themselves against the brilliant etched whiteness of the aspens. Night existing next to day. Separate, yet so close.
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