Theater Without Curtains
There is no different between art and real life. We interact in a drama where everything matters, our thoughts and feelings being no exceptions, without distance. Our role is not … Continue reading Theater Without Curtains
The world is my child. My child is a poet.
There is no different between art and real life. We interact in a drama where everything matters, our thoughts and feelings being no exceptions, without distance. Our role is not … Continue reading Theater Without Curtains
When I was four or five years old, I started practing Metta, loving kindness, before falling asleep, my sangha of stuffed animals and dolls lining the wall beside me. It … Continue reading A Contemplative Life