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Prajnaparamita

With what great faculty would you describea something that is nothing in itself – an emptiness that does not rise or fall,but is and isn’t, both, at the same time, and lights, but doesn’t land, adrift in time(which is not … Continue reading

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The Tuition of Wisdom

True knowledge is free; it grows like roadside flowers. Who can afford it? The trick is letting it go so it can keep blossoming. Paying tuition at such a school is so hard: you owe attention. You can’t write a … Continue reading

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6. Use Little Tricks

Every mystery or philosophical tradition from the beginning of time has invented mechanisms to help adherents pay attention to the right things, or stop paying attention to the wrong things. I’ve always been fascinated by Zen koans, Sufi teaching stories, … Continue reading

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I don’t believe that we have met

I don’t believe that we have met, and yet, you know my name and act as if you know me well, at least enough to speak informally, as if to say what protocol exists you can brush quickly to the … Continue reading

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The Know of Unclouding: descort

What if I thought for just a moment of some mitigating circumstance that might prove beyond a shadow of doubt the single truth behind all appearances, and in that fleeting instant, found instead of solid rock, just cloud, and what … Continue reading

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This is Bliss

I don’t know what you know, I only know what I’ve been told; I don’t know just when this thing started, I only know it’s getting old. I don’t know where we’re going (barely remember where we’ve been), but I … Continue reading

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The Great Unknown

It’s not so much the great unknown that gives me pause and food for thought. The universe may hide itself as it sees fit, and choose to show what tiny bits my mind can grasp according to some private plan. … Continue reading

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