When an idea such as mindfulness ignites so quickly and spreads so widely, we benefit by returning to its historical origins. Then we can check for current misunderstandings.
Emotions bubble up to the surface as discrete changes in breathing and physical sensation. Watching them allows me to hit the pause button before I respond to what other people say and do.
Our kids are grown and have homes of their own. But am I confident that they will remember the times we meditated together.
Addiction points beyond itself. It reminds us of our sacred impulse to expand, unite, and say yes.
“…there is no other term…with which to discuss the efforts people make, through meditation, psychedelics, or other means, to fully bring their minds into the present or to induce nonordinary states of consciousness.”
During bodywork, I am complete. I fear nothing and want nothing. I feel empty and full at the same time.
“The rain has stopped. The afternoon sun slants through the pine trees: and how those useless needles smell in the clear air!”
There’s a peace that comes to pass when we let go of our absolute and irrational demands.
Genuine insight, decades of spiritual practice, and unethical behavior can coexist in the same person.
We can analyze the experience of fear into three basic elements and observe them during meditation.