I shall dub today Mindfulness Monday. Without particular effort, my discoveries, reading, and sharing are all centered around my Buddhist practice right now. The more the world seems a confusing landscape to navigate, I find my way home through the middle path.
We feel pity and sorrow for those who died and anger toward the perpetrator—and perhaps by extension, we condemn all those who own guns. But such a mentality is not compassionate.
Compassion Has No Enemy – Lion’s Roar. Another mindful approach.
We must illuminate this culture of domination, grieve our shared karma, and introduce the sacredness of spirit and all life back into our nation.
Why We Go for the Gun – Lion’s Roar. A mindful Buddhist perspective.
“Yes, that’s it: spiritual connectedness is unlikely to happen in hyperdrive.” — Julian Summerhayes on Slowing Down
Nicholas Bate on being discovered. A straightforward plan.
Life on an Island: Silence, Beauty and a Long Wait for the Ferry — New York Times. Silence and resiliance on the remotest island in Maine. (h/t to Kurt Harden)
When life gives you snowstorms, build snowforts.
We are now faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history, there is such a thing as being too late. Procrastination is still the thief of time. Life often leaves us standing bare, naked, and dejected with a lost opportunity. The tide in the affairs of men does not remain at flood — it ebbs. We may cry out desperately for time to pause in her passage, but time is adamant to every plea and rushes on. Over the bleached bones and jumbled residues of numerous civilizations are written the pathetic words, “Too late.
— Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Don’t fight against the problem. Fight for a solution.
History and Hoodoos. Five national parks in five days. Our fourth grader gets us in for free. Utah in April, we’re coming for you.