… perhaps during those impending college years that I was so looking forward to, I would decide “what to be when I grow up.” When I was a kid, I naturally had different—and significantly simpler—...
[This is the sixth in a series of posts reflecting on how I found myself drawn to monasticism despite (or perhaps because of) my upbringing in the Bay Area and providing insight into how the relatively secular...
Although these figures may use different words to express their ideals and look after separate communities, they all share one thing in common. They do not live for themselves. In the eight months that I have...
Cultivate and walk the Way, and never seek outside, The hidden cause is just the wisdom-nature of the mind. White billows soar to heaven and the black breakers subside, Now to the other shore, Nirvana,...