And now, today, we leave this saintly village—how I want to stay in Samar, please let me stay?
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On the Road to Samar – Part 2
Two sides. One truth. Kalu. Nalu. Like the street dogs. Black and white but never quite one or the other. Life and Death are not […]
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I am walking down the hill at Samar How many ghosts around me—countless—they’re everywhere, benevolent, no one pushy, scary, just happy, it’s a good place. […]
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It’s said that the Guru Rinpoche, Padmasambhava, was summoned to Tibet from India by King Trisong Detsun sometime during the 8th century C.E. to subdue […]
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The old house where I live in Vermont comes alive with the slightest acknowledgement—animated, breathing. It’s deep winter; I don’t go out much. I spend […]
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I’m home. A simple and familiar phrase we all use. I’m home—the words invoke images of relief, accomplishment, celebration. But although my backpack is sitting […]
Read MoreThe Sun, The Moon and The Truth
The disc of the moon shines for all to see. It is not hidden. Likewise the sun and the Dharma-Vinaya.
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Being thus unmindful of what occurs is delusion; the very state of unawareness and the cause of going astray…
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Then she leans on his neck and whispers low…
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