Sempre Avanti
Sempre avanti, Italian. “Always keep moving forward.” I first learned this expression from Helena, a friend who typically signed off her letters with this expression, or else with Coraggio. A historian and a convert to…
Sempre avanti, Italian. “Always keep moving forward.” I first learned this expression from Helena, a friend who typically signed off her letters with this expression, or else with Coraggio. A historian and a convert to…
Laura Lapinski recently asked me what a gatha is, as that verse form figures in both The Book of Mev and Dear Layla. That query led to me back to my shelves to peruse Robert Aitken’s book,…
The power of mindfulness and concentration is the spiritual force behind all of the great men and women of human history. Thich Nhat Hanh, Zen Keys (1974) Dipa Ma
In 1933 Martin Heidegger was Rector at the University of Freiburg and a new member of the Nazi Party He was the renowned philosopher of Being In 1933 The boy who became Thich Nhat Hanh…
Opening/The Heart Sutra The Bodhisattva Avalokita, while moving in the deep course of Perfect Understanding, shed light on the five skandhas and found them equally empty. After this penetration, he overcome all pain. “Listen, Shariputra,…
Dear Irina, Here are some books that may speak to a few of your questions, interests, and enthusiasms. I’ll send more later on if you want…. Mark Daniel Berrigan, Isaiah: Spirit of Courage, Gift…
Perry! “Welcome Back” isn’t going to cut it. We are going to have to have a tête-à-tête After carefully scrutinizing my extremely packed schedule, I have concluded that the following days are available for you to choose…
“Dear God, I am fourteen years old. I am I have always been a good girl. Maybe you can give me a sign letting me know what is happening to me.” Alice Walker, The Color…
Bella, I wrote this while on retreat at Angelique’s farmhouse in the country. Wish you could have been with us to discuss Cao Ngoc Phuong’s autobiography and enjoy the cool, late summer breezes. Perry …
When can I speak the unuttered words that are choking me? –Thich Nhat Hanh, Vietnam Poems