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    The Man-made Obstacle Paid Member

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    Roused from a Dream Paid Member

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    Reflections of the Flowerbank World Paid Member

    Detail from Unattached, Unbound, Liberated Kindness, 2013. Pencil, gouache, 22 karat gold, and gum arabic on rice paper. More »
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    Other-Power Paid Member

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    The Flute Teacher Paid Member

    Contemporary Chinese writer and government critic Liao Yiwu first began writing his memoir, For a Song and a Hundred Songs: A Poet’s Journey through a Chinese Prison, in 1993, three years after he was imprisoned for composing the incendiary poem “Massacre,” a response to the 1989 student protests at Tiananmen Square. He spent three years of his four-year sentence at the Song Mountain Investigation Center before being transferred to a labor camp in Sichuan Province. More »
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    The Dream Team Paid Member

    We used to say that the first three-year retreat was like being put through the washer—heavy-soil program—and the second was like being hung out to dry. Scrubbing out the stains using Vajrayana enzymes; billowing and bleaching under the equanimous sun of blessing. Most of the people I know who have spent time in retreat agree: in the beginning, you don’t really know what you’re getting yourself into. You underestimate how much of the “work” has to do with relating to your shadows alone in your practice space and in relationships with your fellow retreatants. You also tend to underestimate the tenacity of those stains, deep-rooted emotional issues, and subjective misconceptions. More »