Return to zero
My father was a philosopher who loved art. When I was fifteen, I had a boyfriend (R.) who was also v…
Observing with honesty
Is it really yours?A zen student approached her teacher: ‘Master, I have a terrible temper, pl…
Don’t compare!
In June one ‘Buddhist talk’ in The Conscious Club was on mudita, altruistic joy, one of …
Living like a tree
It is not the outer objects that entangle us. It is the inner clinging that entangles us. – Tilopa T…