mujo, when the wind of impermanance howls
photo: lorelei loveridge For some reason, I came home from work, cooked dinner, fell asleep, and woke at 1 AM. Meditated after a bit and...
mujo, when the wind of impermanance howls
the pathless one in you
at home in heaven and hell
starting sesshin
on meeting zen master ryotan tokuda
sesshin notes V / april 2018
silence teaches what is beyond words
is there someone called the teacher?
things falling apart
the dark side
to the broke and the broken
to friends old and new on the path