My friend Darryl has been a meditation teacher for about ten years (besides being a medical doctor), and he told me a lovely story recently. A version of this story follows, which I have copied from here: A Buddhist monk approached his teacher and asked the Zen Master, “If I meditate very diligently, how long … Read more
I am sometimes confronted by religious zealots (some of whom knock on my door). Typically what follows is a fruitless discussion along these lines: How do you know what you’re saying is true? Because it says so in my holy book. And how do you know that what is in your holy book is true? … Read more
My good friend Manolo Santiago lived in Toronto in 1996 when he wrote this poem. Zen Valentine Before Valentine’s Day: Ride subway, walk briskly, look grim. On Valentine’s Day: Ride subway, walk briskly, carry flowers, look grim. After Valentine’s Day: Ride subway, walk briskly, look grim. (This post first appeared at my other (now deleted) … Read more