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    ON THE CUSHION: The Myth of the Experienced Meditator Paid Member

    After thirty years of practice, one meditator finds it’s gotten him nowhere. That’s just fine with him. More »
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    On Conferences: A New Spirit at Spirit Rock Paid Member

    The spirit of jazz and gospel kept rhythm with Buddhist mantras, chants, and dharma teachings in the first-ever African American Dharma Retreat and Conference, held in August at Spirit Rock Meditation Center in Woodacre, California. For five days, African American Buddhists shared in a unique spiritual celebration that drew from and blended Buddhist tradition and African American culture. Led by and devoted solely to African American Buddhist practitioners, the conference was the inspiration of Black psychologist and Vipassana teacher Ralph Steele, who garnered the support of Jack Kornfield, founder of Spirit Rock. More »
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    The Voices of the Watershed Paid Member

    In an excerpt from her new book, Gardening at the Dragon’s Gate, Wendy Johnson recalls a personal pilgrimage across the mountains of Northern California. More »
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    Unreal Imagination Exists Paid Member

    Understanding the Buddha’s paradoxical view of reality More »
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    From the Academy: If and When Paid Member

    Last fall I was interviewed on ABC’s “Nightline” in connection with Ted Koppel’s conversation with the Dalai Lama (aired September 13, 1995). The producer asked me what I thought the role of the Dalai Lama would be if Tibet ever regained its independence. “If and when Tibet regains its independence . . . ,” I began, and with those seven words out of my mouth, the following thoughts began inside my head: “�If and when!… More »
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    The Science of Enlightenment Paid Member

    My introduction to Tibetan psychotherapy (lojong) occurred during an encounter with the late Serkhong Rinpoche, His Holiness the Dalai Lama's philosophy tutor. Serkhong's brow wrinkled up in a smile that made him seem like a giant, red-faced Yoda, the gnome-like teacher in The Empire Strikes Back. When I brought him home to meet my family, the Rinpoche was visibly moved upon meeting my mother, who greeted us at the door. When he lifted her outstretched hand up to his cheek, tears filled his eyes as if she were a long-lost child. For years I’d been inspired by the Buddhist teaching of recognizing every living thing as kin, but what had seemed a great idea suddenly hit home as a profound way of being. More »