Archive for August, 2018

  1. The letter of Paul

    A lecture delivered by the Old Man, as we affectionately called the oldest monk of the monastery, to the other members of the Order had addressed love as a core element for all other virtues, and its enormous power of transformation. As usual, at the end of the lecture, discussion ensued. Frank took the floor. […]

  2. The marathon

    I was back to the small Chinese village nested in the Himalaya, close to Bhutan. I wanted to spend some more time studying with Li Tzu, the Taoist master. The bus had dropped me off quite early at the only inn of the town. Because the room would be available only after 12 noon, I […]

  3. The beauty of being unique

    Starry Song, the shaman who had the gift of perpetuating his people’s philosophy throughout the word, in chant or otherwise, rolled his two-sided drum, extracting a heartfelt melody while the sun was rising. The music was like a communion prayer for the joy we feel in being a core part of the universe; in response, […]

  4. Bird People

    I found the Old Man, as we affectionately called the oldest monk of the Order, seated on the pleasant porch of the monastery, his gaze lost over the wonderful surrounding mountains. I asked him if he would like me to fetch him a cup of coffee, he accepted with a smile. When I placed the […]