December 22, 2013


How funny that I should find this Lao-tzu teaching a few days after writing theSacred Field post….. :) Humanity grows more and more intelligent, yet there is clearly more trouble and less happiness daily. How can this be so? It is because intelligence is not the same thing as wisdom. When a society misuses partial intelligence – Read More –

December 20, 2013


To the ordinary person, the body of humanity seems vast. In truth, it is neither bigger nor smaller than anything else. To the ordinary person, there are others whose awareness needs raising. In truth, there is no self, and no other. To the ordinary person, the temple is sacred and the field is not. This, – Read More –

December 6, 2013


The following is a true story about Nelson Mandela, as told by Former US President Bill Clinton: “That was pretty smart of you to have your jailers come to the Inauguration and all of that, but let me ask you something… didn’t you really hate them for what they did?” Nelson replied… “Oh, yeah, I – Read More –

November 28, 2013


Having lunch in a field one day, I troubled an ant with a question. I asked of him humbly, “Have you ever been to Paris?” And he replied, “No, but I wouldn’t mind going.” And then he asked me if I had ever been to a famous ant city. And I regretted that I hadn’t, – Read More –

September 7, 2013


The greatest fear in the world is of the opinion of others, and the moment you are unafraid of the crowd, you are no longer a sheep, you become a lion. A great roar arises in your heart, the roar of freedom. -Osho     Photo source: the roar of freedom

September 4, 2013


Rabia of Basra (C. 717-801), a Sufi Saint, and perhaps the first to introduce the concept of Divine Love…that one should not love God for fear of Hell or the promise of Heaven but that God should be loved for God’s own sake. Rabia was born 500 years before Rumi, and was perhaps the greatest influence – Read More –

August 21, 2013


What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure? I think it is the hope of loving, or being loved. I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey to find its source, and how the moon wept without her lover’s warm gaze. We weep when light does not reach our hearts. – Read More –

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