I've done volunteer work and I've been haunted by someone once telling me that my calling is compassion. I suppose you could say that to anyone, and you'd be correct. It takes an open heart and self love and recognition of oneness to make compassion a calling, so perhaps it is where we all want … Continue reading How Does Compassion Fit Into Our Lives?
Author: Clare
Be the Witness and Surrender the Ego
Awareness and Ego Cannot Coexist.--Eckhart Tolle p. 64 A New Earth It doesn't take long for those of us who are spiritual seekers to realize that our own egos obstruct our paths towards enlightenment. When we complain, or get angry, or judge, or hold a grudge, or control a situation or another person, we are … Continue reading Be the Witness and Surrender the Ego
A Short Film About Obscessing
I am taking a wonderful Buddhist meditation class right now and they showed this film which is symbolic on many levels. I'll name a few that I came up with (below). https://youtu.be/M6ZjMWLqJvM?si=UkUdme-xWIKcVCA- Don't waste your life making the same mistakes over and over. Life gives you many opportunities to let go of your delusions and … Continue reading A Short Film About Obscessing
Some Favorite Jack Kerouac Quotes
"And the story of love is a long sad tale ending in graves.""Finding Nirvana is like locating silence." (The Dharma Bums)"Bee, why are you staring at me? I am not a flower??""I'm going to marry my novels and have little short stories for children.""The closer you get to real matter, rock air fire and wood, … Continue reading Some Favorite Jack Kerouac Quotes
A Taoist Poem
Like echoes of a sound, beyond our hearingIn a wide and quiet hollowWhere the river slows,Dark in the shadow of the treesAnd amber with the light of stones,The water turns upon itself, and shiftsTransparent panes above an unknown depth.Trees overhangtheir images, that seem to restUpon the dark leaves on the bottom,Where twigs and spotted shadowsTurn … Continue reading A Taoist Poem
Poem: The Dark Night of the Soul by St John of the Cross
One dark night,fired with love’s urgent longings— ah, the sheer grace! —I went out unseen,my house being now all stilled. In darkness, and secure,by the secret ladder, disguised,— ah, the sheer grace! —in darkness and concealment,my house being now all stilled. On that glad night,in secret, for no one saw me,nor did I look at … Continue reading Poem: The Dark Night of the Soul by St John of the Cross
A Teaching by Anam Thubten
Anam Thubten Rinpoche's Message to the world "life is precious" and short. https://www.youtube.com/embed/2WY_x-eDlRw
One Seeker's Story 