Reflecting on our own life and death with the turning of the seasons

Manifesting the illusory nature of reality

At 9,000 feet in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, surrounded by long-haired hippies chanting, praying, singing, smoking marijuana, ringing bells, and waving vajras, I was born. Although my parents were

Furu ike ya kawazu tobikomu mizu no oto   The old pond a frog jumps in kerplunk    Matsuo Basho’s (1644–94) haiku—that mind-altering frog vanishing into an ancient pond—has become so deeply sc

Reflecting on gratitude and returning kindness

Do religious ideas inspire art, or does the yearning to express art kindle faith? Wendy Yeo R.W.S.W. (Royal Watercolour Society of Wales) has enjoyed a career that has allowed her to explore both ques

An American Buddhist friend of mine recounted a conversation she had with another practitioner, one who comes from a clear, unwavering cultural confidence in the teachings of rebirth. He marveled that

Editor's note: This article was first published in the now-retired Bodhi Journal, Issue 8, June 2008. Introduction According to Edward Conze, the Prajñāpāramitā literature e

Some of us are close friends with the natural world.  We spend our weekends in the mountains; we own Gore-Tex and lots of wicking socks.  Sometimes, we’re more like nature’s acquaintances: we drive hy

Editor's note: This article was published in the 10th Issue of the now-retired Bodhi Journal in December, 2008. It has been republished in a slightly altered format, although no content has been remov

If you're reading this, it means that the Apocalypse did not arrive on May 21st, 2011 as predicted by the evangelical preacher Harold Camping. Doomsday scenarios are an interesting phenomenon, particu

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