When we see no daylight between ourselves and our opinions and positions, we become dangerous to ourselves and others, to the fabric of our interdependent web of existence.
Tag: Meditation
Nothing to Do, No Place to Go
As my teacher, Lama Surya Das, is fond of saying, “We are human beings, not human doings.”
Do you need to Convert to Buddhism in order to Meditate? – Video Re-Blog
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The Mel’s Mouth Cookie Meditation
I mentioned in yesterday’s post that I’d explain my cookie meditation. I’ve done it with children and adults. Adults like it best, but often I think children understand it better. I’ll give you a step-by-step guide, everything you need — except the cookie. Give everyone a cookie and ask them not to eat it yet. Have…
What Does It Mean to Be Religious?
How often have you heard, “We all worship the same god”? Although many would like to believe it, we know it’s not true.
Noise
With all due respect for the wisdom of the monastics, I wonder why they seek such total silence for meditation.
On Wearing Malas
I’m as eclectic and contrarian about Buddhism as I am about Western religions. I’d like to say that I come from a long line of eclectic contrarians, but thanks to the Holocaust I’ll never know much about my ancestors’ personalities. My meditation practice is primarily what you might call Zen light, or mindfulness, or insight/vipassana,…
Music
…music is far more than a delivery mechanism for words of comfort. I believe that good music can cut through what Buddhists call the “monkey mind” — the chattering that distracts us from what is in the here and now.
Time to Stop and Breathe
…you know what? The world does not depend on the clump of cosmic dust I call “me.”
A Noiseless Patient Spider
We all yearn for connection, and no one has captured that feeling as well as Walt Whitman in this 1868 poem A noiseless patient spider, I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself, Ever unreeling them,…
Melting-Pot Dharma 