Month: April 2018


risk


Here at Shambhala, mule deer are the indigenous beings and humans are the guests.  Herds as large as 40 will frequently be hanging out by my window, checking me out as I go about my business.  They seem to have no fear of humans, perhaps because this is a Buddhist...

The Solitary


The Cairn is an old Scottish Gaelic term for a pile of rocks.  This one, not far from my retreat house was formed by some Buddhist monks for whom the pile has a slightly different meaning, and yet the use of piled stones in so many different cultures interests me....

wonder and ego: the battle of the soul-longing


Silence. This is the great medicine. To sit in silence and wait, watching one’s breath and mindful of thoughts is the great work of the soul’s freshness. The ego is like a locked room.  Everything in my room is just so.  The right womb, the right family, the right culture,...

elephants and coconuts


The Great Stupa of Shambhaha Mountain Center in Colorado sits nestled in the hills like its own Buddha, sitting, almost cross-legged.  A majestic, colorful sight.  My Zen master told me today that “nothing of the Stupa is casually done - everything is of a design for peace and joy.”   ...

Listening after Easter


“The Celtic mission, inspired by John, remembered him as the beloved disciple who leaned against Jesus at the Last Supper. He had become an image of the practice of listening for the heartbeat of God. This spirituality lent itself to listening for God at the heart of life.”   Listening...