We play at Paste, By Emily Dickinson, 1862
We play at Paste – We play at Paste – Till qualified, for Pearl – Then, drop the Paste – And deem Ourself a fool… Read More »We play at Paste, By Emily Dickinson, 1862
We play at Paste – We play at Paste – Till qualified, for Pearl – Then, drop the Paste – And deem Ourself a fool… Read More »We play at Paste, By Emily Dickinson, 1862
Song of the Grass-Roof Hermitage By Shitou Xiqian I’ve built a grass hut where there’s nothing of value. After eating, I relax and enjoy… Read More »Song of the Grass Roof Hermitage
I read this morning that the early Christian church took on the laws and structures of the Roman state. It was when persecutions of Christians… Read More »TRENDS
Join Us for Morning Sitting in Silence Welcome Just a few notes: Please mute yourself when you enter. The sitting will start with 3 bells and… Read More »Morning Sitting
Please click on the link. For anyone contemplating becoming a contemplative monk – MONK REVISION (3)
Happy Holidays Daily Devotion Zen Chaplet Book 2 4×6
I vow to restrain the senses. I vow to be non-violent in thought, word and deed. I vow to intend to be non-violent… Read More »Vows for Monks
Double Back Again How wonderful! I received three questions and thought I would respond to them in PART III of III. Questions …is there higher… Read More »In This Field – Everything is a Story PART III of III
Double Back I received a story from soneone kind enough to send it on as a response to PART I. Here is the response.… Read More »In This Field – Everything is a Story PART II of II
The Last Resort: Hell Number 1. One evening after work, I was going to my car when I saw three kids playing in the alley. … Read More »In This Field – Everything is a Story PART I