I can picture myself lakeside or near a river or stream. Somewhere where fog rolls in during the night and tugboats sing their mournful drones. A city with a sea breeze that always seems to linger on the nose and tongue. Dark Water and cobblestone side streets accompanying me on nightly walks. Crescent moon overhead […]
Memes are everywhere on social media; they practically are social media. And I fucking love it. Memes are the lifeblood of connectivity in this age. Through these silly viral pictures, we’re not only able to share laughs, but our own awareness of the human condition. It’s vital to combine those two: truth and humor. Truth—without humor—takes itself […]
Yes, I am aware of your existence. I’m willing to break the 4th wall from time to time. What topic (Buddhist or otherwise) would you like to see me write about in a salty way?
The older I get, the more the lines between poetry and prose start to blur. I like poems that read like prose, free verse, no rules. And I like prose that flows, each word shifting smoothly into the next. It’s my heart beat. On lunch break you’ll often find me alone, scribbling in a notebook. […]
Buddhism can seem kinda cerebral at times, but that’s only the surface. Really, it’s all about heart. The Together Heart (Doshin/Tongxin) is a decent translation of Zen’s “One Mind” or “True Nature.” We all share the same center. We all have the same hangups, the same afflictions and antidotes; they just look a little different […]
Hope. A soft glimmering light burning in some seldom traveled corner of my mind. A whiff of ease, of rest. 2018 has been a clusterfuck of a year, for me and many others. You’re not alone. My friends and family have all went through hard times as well, and I’ve been all over the place. […]
Sitting at square one, there’s nothing I can say. We all must find our own way on the Way. “Rest and observe your experience,” is what my teacher gave me. Rest and observe. Sitting in the rubble of all the monuments I’ve made, the sky is a clear blue, it’s these eyes that grow cloudy. […]
I love life, and I’m learning to love myself only because I don’t take either of those things seriously. I could die right now; it doesn’t matter to me. I’m just an image, my whole life is pure imagination. These words, this house, the big sky outside and all of these thoughts and feelings based […]