April 19, 2014

The Practice

The Practice The Practice

Simplicity

Simplicity Simplicity

This Mortal Canvas

This Mortal Canvas This Mortal Canvas

The Myth of Multi-Tasking

The Myth of Multi-Tasking The Myth of Multi-Tasking

When Words Fail

When Words Fail When Words Fail

Relative vs. Ultimate Truth

Relative vs. Ultimate Truth Relative vs. Ultimate Truth

Explaining the Inexplicable

Explaining the Inexplicable Explaining the Inexplicable

Silk Balloons

Silk Balloons Silk Balloons

Who can explain the light in your dream?

Who can explain the light in your dream? Who can explain the light in your dream?

The Spiritual Path

The Spiritual Path The Spiritual Path

Why Religion?

Why Religion? Why Religion?

How Long is The Present?

How Long is The Present? How Long is The Present?

Killing Time (Chronocide)

Killing Time (Chronocide) Killing Time (Chronocide)
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The Practice

I believe it was Herman Hesse who said that we can walk hand in hand up to that final gate, but through it we must walk individually. No one can do that final walking for us. Actually, no one can do any walking for us. At one point in my life I believed that I could hitch a ride on someone else’s walking, that I could read my way to liberation. I believed that someone else, who himself or herself had done the walking—and had documented it so well—had in some … [Read More]

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Simplicity

During the cold Swedish winter of 1968-69 I cast about for spiritual simplicity. Convinced by my cosmic experience the preceding fall that the earthly life was but an illusion—a complex, self-sustaining and self-gratifying illusion, but illusion nonetheless—I longed for, and sought a simpler life, a life stripped of all things extraneous, a life bare enough to see things as they truly are. A life true to a higher truth. Scanning my daybook from that winter, I found the … [Read More]

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This Mortal Canvas

The premise was this (and I am not sure where it came from, or how it arrived, but arrive it did, and there it was): Truth, the Ultimate Truth, is that which is proven by everything—that which is proven by every single thing that exists, small or large, beautiful or ugly. That which is proven by the extinct trilobites (roaming the ocean floor in prey-seeking herds), by the refusing to die no matter what the environment water bears (aka tardigrades), by a grain of sand, by … [Read More]

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The Myth of Multi-Tasking

The big selling point about the Unix operating system in the early 1980s was that it—as different from Microsoft’s DOS at the time—was a “multi-tasking” operating system. By multi-tasking was meant that more than one user could use a computer running Unix at at time, and those more than one users could perform more than one computing task at a time. To all appearances. The truth is that the computer’s processor only executed one computer instruction at a time, never … [Read More]

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When Words Fail

Once the magnitude of my 1968 cosmic experience had registered and settled in, I set out to accomplish two things. The first was to regain the experience, to once again be uplifted, suffused, blessed by that light (a project still in progress), and the second was to accurately describe it (a project still in progress). For the balance of 1968 (the experience took place in September, as I recall) I tried to think my way back to that wonderful revelation—in vain. The door … [Read More]

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Relative vs. Ultimate Truth

Several Buddhist writers place extra emphasis on the difference between Relative and Ultimate Truth. And for good reason. As the word “Relative” infers, what is being viewed needs something to relate to, to compare it to. To give it significance and meaning. “Good” is most often juxtaposed to “Evil” to give both words meaning. “Better” would need a “Good” to place alongside it to see which was more good. “God” as we know him is most often, especially in Christianity, … [Read More]

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Explaining the Inexplicable

For my money there is probably not a sharper mind around than Ken Wilber’s. Reading him is being astounded at every turn. The other day I purchased his most recent tract, “The Fourth Turning: Imagining the Evolution of an Integral Buddhism”—a title that held not a little promise for me (practicing Buddhist that I am). As I began reading, I found myself on the usual astonishment ride, perspicacity and clarity competing. A third of the way through the book, however, I found … [Read More]

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Silk Balloons

They are silk balloons, these hard-to-wrestle-to-the-ground monsters filling our days. That’s what they are, silk balloons, these hard-to-satisfy (though hard to live without) desires filling our days. First there is nothing, or nearly nothing. First there are the whispers of many leaves that sound a little like a distant river, not too large, nor too far away, or like many, many small and gentle hands clapping, leaves clapping, rustling. There is a moving of air, not the … [Read More]