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The Crack in Everything

September 16, 2012 By Piyadassi | Leave a Comment

Washing dishes in the warm ease of a recent morning, something shifted in me. As I rinsed a glass and placed it on my dish rack a beam of sunlight bounced through the tumbler and changed my life forever.

Filed Under: Buddhism, Impermanence, Mindfulness // Tagged: cravings, e.e. cummings, Impermanence, Leonard Cohen, letting go, mindfulness, that's how the light gets in, walking the path

Leonard Cohen, may I have this dance?

January 29, 2012 By Piyadassi | 13 Comments

The other day I realized I may never have sex again. Or learn to play the cello. Or ride the Orient Express. When you reach my stage in life a lot of the things you thought would have happened by now haven’t and things you thought would never end now have a looming expiration date.

Filed Under: Buddhism, Impermanence, Presence // Tagged: Ajahn Chah, bucket list, death, Impermanence, Leonard Cohen, Mary Oliver, presence, tango

The Abyss

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 […]

Night and Day

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.

Something good

It’s funny how a life can change with just one step in a new direction. How the years of contemplating that step one day come to placing our singularly intention on the new ground that has been waiting for us and for this one rare and precious moment to arise.

Divine Disenchantment

When Dorothy peered behind the curtain in The Wizard of Oz her world fell apart. All that she hoped for, all her dreams, all her plans dissolved in the sudden awareness that no great and powerful being could save her, could rescue her from the suffering of loss or satisfy the cravings that beset her, and her companions.

I know just how she must have felt.

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