…that Peace which the world cannot give…

If you are a subscriber to the guilt ridden miseries of Western religion, then peace will indeed be unobtainable.

The Road to Nowhere

A series of what others of a more conventionally religious persuasion might call revelations.

The urge to write seems to be a purge, to be taken from time to time to express what it is one believes one has learnt.

Lost is often a good thing. Thought may not be so good.

My 26 year old son is clearly a perceptive fellow and he hit the nail on the head when describing his father as “a funny old monk”.

Master Po say “Grasshopper never mind finger, go for moon”.

I have felt with increasing certainty recently that the Buddhists are right. We have no separate existence, no soul, no fixed place in the universe.