As Donal (an Irish Buddhist teacher) articulated quite beautifully this Friday, most of us are on some quest for the truth (when we are not too busy feeding our habitual patterns). We are looking for something beyond our suffering and discontentment. We have an intimation of something “other” just beyond our grasp. Most of us do not find it. We are looking in the wrong place.

The “truth” is in the ground and background of your life. Looking elsewhere is merely fooling yourself. The meaning of life is right here, and all the while, we seek arrival in a complex web of ideals and fantasies.

Return to where you are.

I may post a mixture of sad and self-revelational experiences to this website. This is the way it is. Somehow, I am sorting through it all, and I’m confident that I’m getting closer to the essence of this paradox that we call existence.

grass burning under the turning msasa’ s

golf and cycling conversations-

contributions from memory drying up

90% of what I say is an instruction or request

I can do nothing

but reinvent experience

sadness reflected in my partners’ eyes

my helplessness extends its ugly arm and I cannot console her

a compulsory retreat.