29 Mar. Time.

I'm listening to a podcast about time. I don't know why but I feel that this subject is important for my practice. They say past is already gone and the present hasn't arrived yet. Aren't we then stuck between two states on non-existence? Doesn't it mean that the present also has no reality? I beg …

22 Jan. “I store meat in the belly of my brother.”

I continue to sit every day. I tried to sit for an hour an a half on Saturday morning but gave up after 40 minutes. A thought came to me while sitting on Saturday. This is how I wrote it down immediately after the sitting: "Not two. Existence is relational. If there is only one …

23 Nov. Diamond Sutra.

Meditation sucks these days. I meditate in the evenings, after putting my kids to bed. At that time I'm already exhausted and I dread meditation. Afterwards - I'm often grumpy. Like a person awoken in the middle of the night. (Sadly this is as close as I got to the awakening.) In order to meditate before …

16 Nov. In the mouth of madness. Almost.

I missed meditation last night. I was simply exhausted. Commuting, 8 hours in the air-conditioned nightmare, gym, after work: entertaining my kids, another workout at home… by 8 pm my batteries were flat. So I sat down at the kitchen table listening to "Nevermind", drinking tea, with a shameless pleasure and without even a trace …

15 Nov. Dante’s 3-sphere.

Yesterday morning - a half an hour before work and 20 minutes before bed. A lot of thoughts. So what? Try not to think. Try not to breathe. Try not to blink. I let my thoughts flow knowing that eventually the stream will start drying out. Hopefully. If I’m lucky. The most important thing is …

14 Nov. A monotonous process.

20 minutes in the evening. I lit a candle next to my Buddha statue. (I read somewhere that fat Buddha statues don't depict Siddhārtha Gautama / Shakyamuni Buddha rather the incarnation of his successor - Maitreya.) I was tired. Good upright posture, careful dhyana mudra, diligence in body and breath awareness. The sitting turned out well. I …

18 June. The “Heart Sutra” and what Irish and Martian summers have in common.

I didn't get to sit this morning. I overslept. I slept nine hours. I don't remember when I last slept longer than seven. Unusually good weather in Ireland exhausts me. It means spending the whole day outside in the scourging sun minding and entertaining my children. Not even one cloud in the sky. No wind. And the temperatures …