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Doorway.

Some wise words from Ayya Jitindrya, an Australian Theravadin (Buddhist) nun

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A day of quietude.

Up early. Today will be a full day of meditation with my local zen group. Known as zazenkai which literally means ”to come together for meditation”. A day of quietude. Shared solitude. Seeking a little internal silence is almost a reflexive immune response to the overwhelming feeds from COVID-19 that have been poured over our […]

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Back on grid.

I’m sitting outside Tilley’s cafe waiting for Kelly to arrive after work. The lunchtime throng has thinned down to the unhurried few who either sit in older scrunched-in-close jovial groups or sit apart uni students tapping deeply into their laptops. Kelly will be a couple of hours yet which suits me fine as I have […]

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Video: On consciousness.

You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop. Rumi I don’t know much about Peter Russell. I have not read any of his books but his bio states that he is an author who initially studied mathematics and theoretical physics at Cambridge University (UK), before changing his […]

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Rakusu Pt 2: Art from chaos.

Prologue: The Hadron Collider Kelly’s mum came to stay with us for a couple of days and I immediately put her to work helping me sew my Rakusu. We began with a few printed pages of confusing and somewhat incomplete instructions, a few shaky YouTube instructional videos, sewing threads, needles and $12.70 worth of materials. […]

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Off-grid​ for next 7 days.

I am just about to head off to sesshin for the next week and will be totally off-grid for the duration. This will be my third consecutive year of attending a sesshin retreat.I will, as they say, see you on the other side….. “To preserve the silence within–amid all the noise. To remain open and […]

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Rakusu Pt 1: The Hadron Collider

I have absolutely no idea when it comes to sewing. Re-attaching a button is usually a frustrating excursion into mangled, tangled knot-craft, and repairing anything more complex than that is immediate white flag defeat. Usually there is blood on the white flag from multiple finger pricks. Despite all this, I will soon be attempting to […]

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Black Dragon Seat

Chapter 1. Standing up was tricky, but I steadied myself. It felt like someone else’s prosthetic leg had been left propped up under my hip, but otherwise I was good. Along with the others in the group I did a small bow from the hip. A gentle turn to the left. It’s going to be […]

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learning what to make of it

I have noticed lately how each of my days have become inextricably opened and closed by the passage of the sun. Always a morning person I guess, apart from a couple of years spent vigorously exploring a more nocturnal emphasis to my day that (strange as it may seem) coincided pretty much exactly with moving […]