the ultimate path is not difficult just avoid picking and choosing seng t'san - hsin hsin ming circa 6th century...

poem written about twenty years ago. it evokes meeting my teacher zen master ryotan tokuda a few years before. over a period of time i...

not time enough to practice the teachings many maybe just enough to unwrap a gift or two what are they the teachings windblown words in...

silent retreat october twenty-twenty two monchique * silence to you closer than you morning raindrops on the round black stone in front...

report from a silent retreat serra de monchique summer twenty twenty-two _____________________________ approaching silence stepping into...

karuna center, monchique silent retreat, april 2022 ___________________________ seeker path goal merge into silence and disappear...

notes from a silent retreat I early hours waking up in the early hours sitting here with you you unbeknown to me closest though late for...

after long travels facing black letters on the wall white the wall behind the letters colorless the empty all around reading my way...

keep telling leo not to get confused zazen and relaxation being two things pourtant les instructions sont simples simple and sparse sit...

how i would appear before the world that lifelong concern with mirrors mirrors now broken mostly shimmers on the surface of waters...

the man is keeping silent in his hut oblivious of time being a river ripples moving on the pond reflections of ripples in the air what we...

karuna center, serra de monchique, portugal

on the anatolian plateau, september 2018 from my travels to where and nowhere . autrement dit the point of the journey is in the travel ....

windows shut curtains drawn from the paddies sunlight pouring in screeching of cicadas pouring in no one inside no one outside ...

it's destiny you said encounter of destinies should one time we meet it is an overnight stay in a rundown hermitage stars spread...

cold wind roaring through monchique hills down into the valley though silent we stand on your way are part of your voice with...

sitting that mirror where we see ourselves and the many worlds as reflections passing . ripples endlessly fading into...

early morning sitting on the edge of a cliff a sea of clouds to watch blooming mountains endlessly drift away #monchique #retreat...

preparing sesshin inside trees there was i born there each time i die that moment when the owl's last call with songs of waking...

your sojourn in silence and stillness the path is a mirror reflects things as they are thathata thusness you as you are now...