Instead of scaring up a couple of ducks as I coast down the dirt path to the creek, I surprise a man standing in the middle of the stream. He’s…
awareness
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Since a grasslands fire swept leapt the creek about a decade ago, the great sycamore on its banks has been slowly dying. Sitting under it now is a reminder that…
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Two mallards, a multi-colored male and the rather nondescript brown female (except for a dazzling blue chevron on her wings) drift downstream. They are completely at home in the stream…
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A reader asks, “What does it mean to enter the house of death during meditation?” She wants to know, “Is it really possible to understand and transcend death while fully…
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Spiritually speaking, there are no answers. There are only questions. Even enlightened human beings don’t have the answers. Indeed, they are continuously questioning, except when in a state of complete…
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On a warm, hazy afternoon, people cross the iron footbridge on bikes, foot or horseback. I sit about 75 meters upstream from the bridge. And though I’m in the open,…
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There are many different forms of meditation, and people even speak of running or doing other activities as a form of meditation. But initiating a genuinely meditative state is a…
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An overcast day conveys an admixture of somberness and beauty. There were two brief showers, the first in many weeks in California’s Central Valley.