Reading, Eating, and the Cheeseburger Moment

At breakfast, the senior monk sat quietly, reading while eating. Two disciples watched, puzzled. “You told us to only do…

Life With Cream & Two Sugars

I began with an image of a box. The box represented the background of emptiness. In one side of the…

In a world where everything — my body, my thoughts, the Earth itself — is constantly changing, what remains? This…

I imagine a long, narrow balloon — the kind used to twist into animals — filled completely with air. Not…

I remember being in junior high school, standing on the trampoline in the gym. The first time I jumped down…

I woke up with a leftover dream. I was holding this nut-shaped thing. Not a walnut exactly. It had a…

Most of the time my experience is flattened. Body sensations, mental narration, emotional tone, memory, anticipation — all blended into…

I wake with tension already swirling—old echoes, new impressions, the pull of the day pressing in.I notice it all, but…

I imagine I am meditating in a small, circular room. The walls feel close. The air feels tight. I am…

The mirror does not need reflection to be reflective. Its surface exists, complete in its potential, whether or not anything…