Blind and mute, wandering on a path to nowhere
My dad died of prostate cancer at the age of 64.
Yet try, try, try for 10,000 years
Sitting with a stranger at the end of her life
Zen teachings at 6:30am, before coffee, and with sore knees
No, it’s not going to stopTill you wise upNo, it’s not going to stopSo just give up
Are they the same or different?
How to use this time of uncertainty to heal the mind