photo by GG Lemere Unsplash 8/4/26 Last week I found myself standing in a long line outside of a concert venue, sweat dripping down my face, the hundred-degree sun doing its best to bake everyone waiting for dinner. I was in line for what seemed like the sensible choice, a reasonably "healthy" taco plate. Very typical for my generally reasonable, disciplined nature. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted another food truck. Ice cream. Cold, creamy, utterly unnecessary

9/14/25 ...A meeting with Adyashanti I asked you a question and you said, "I DON'T KNOW." and in your blazing, awake eyes I saw the abyss— the return of the mind’s hunger back to its Source. We rested there, trading silent looks of wonder as the why, why, why of thought wound down— settling, resolving, returning, resting. Out of my mind, there is only presence. Awareness aware of itself— just this, ...for the moment. It feels like a jackpot, yet the treasure is empty: empty

After finishing a 5 day silent retreat this week, this blog is dedicated to Sharon Landrith and the entire sangha ...with deep...