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Beware the True Self.
Beware the Essential Nature.
Beware the question: “Who am I.”
Beware the Universal Consciousness.
Beware the Divinity within.
Beware the Divinity beyond. Continue reading
For all the other shy boys I grew up with.
Yes, we all wanted to ask her to dance … but we just couldn’t! Continue reading
A 2-week stay in Plum Village, Thich Nhat Hanh’s famous Zen practice centre in France, helped me clarify what in this life I am truly and deeply interested in. It also revealed the vast, ironic expanse of what I’m not interested in. If you’re also not interested in lots of things, this diary entry may interest you 🙂 Continue reading
The God I love asks nothing of me. I ask nothing of her. She doesn’t even require me to believe She exists. As fate would have it, I don’t. Continue reading
Out of our hungry hearts a journey starts, we ache for more. And out of this endless night begins a timeless flight we’ve never taken before. We’re flying away … Continue reading
One thing all boys know is that girls are really, really nice. One thing all us SHY boys know is that girls are also really, really scary! Continue reading
Advice to My 14-Year-Old Self: I know you don’t fit easily into this world. The truth, my love, is that most of us don’t. But most of us surrender to the world and turn ourselves into people who do fit. And then we no longer fit into ourselves. And, as we grow older, this makes us miserable and insane. Continue reading
Who am I? it’s a big question, possibly the ultimate question. Here’s a little light-hearted meditation on the subject which I’ve been playing with lately. Continue reading
“At peace with myself and in deep friendship with my own soul
I step back into the world,
my heart humbly yet keenly receptive
to the beauty, mystery and fullness of life.” Continue reading
Come, let us speak tenderly with one another, beloved one.
Sit up close to me where you can hear me breathing.
See, I am vulnerable and undefended too.
Like you, I have no way to protect myself
from the pains and fears of being alive and being me. Continue reading
I awoke this morning acutely aware of my physical frailties and deep personal imperfections. My first and familiar reaction was disappointment. Then an idea came to me, harvested from a little crop of patience I’ve been cultivating, and I remembered that this frail, imperfect me is actually IT! Continue reading
The endless raging debate ends, the constant uphill struggle ends, the inner hostility of a lifetime ends only when I achieve a true and enduring congruence within myself. This is my “spiritual practice” – to surrender to what is naturally me AND to deliberately cultivate the as yet unrealised me I most want to be. Continue reading