The monk who trained me would sometimes draw in the air as he spoke, as if painting invisible strings that shimmered before my eyes.“Everything,” he said, “is on a karmic journey. You are not one journey but many intersecting.” He would trace the lines between them — body, mind, world — like constellations that only the quiet-hearted can see. The Streams That Flow Through Us The body, he said, began as a single cell that learned to breathe, to feed, to adapt. It has wandered

The Buddha’s Vision of Reality In the quiet of his awakening, the Buddha saw that all things — the body, the mind, even the mountains and stars — are without self . What we call a “self” or an “object” is not an independent thing but a collection of conditions : arising, changing, and dissolving in endless flow. This insight is called anattā , the principle of non-self . It means that in the deepest truth, there is no “me,” no “you,” and no “thing” that stands alone. Everyth

A reflection on the Buddha’s correct perspective There was a time I wondered if the Buddha had gone too far. When he spoke of the “self” as illusion, I thought perhaps he missed something—that we were not the individual leaf on the tree, as he described, but the whole tree , the great Self, the All of All. But then a voice within asked: “If you are the Self… who recognizes that? If you are the All… who is there to know  this?” And like that, the illusion shattered again. Beca

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