Dazzling, shimmering dead leaves,  The mystery of bugs and dirt. No sky – Closer– Not dead. Not not. Every sound sings it, every...

T h e d a r k c a n ’t d i m it, The sun can't outshine it, Clear seeing can't reveal it, Obscurations don’t hide ...

Layman Pang was sitting in his thatched cottage one day studying the sūtras. "Difficult, difficult," he said; "like trying to scatter ten...

Once, in ancient times, when the World-Honored One was at Mount Grdhrakūta, he twirled a flower before his assembled disciples. All were...

A glimpse of uncontrived intimacy is congealed as a mental reflection into a something or a something more. That then becomes the very...

The Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara, practicing the perfection of primordial wisdom, made clear through his own flesh and blood the nature...