Passions are not gifts assigned to us at at conception or birth or adulthood or any other significant moment in human development. They are developed.
The things in our garden that seem so small—a pair of flowers on a bush in mid-May—echo the patterns of the great and cosmic.
Life is NOT about trying to drag a certain number down. Life is about picking yourself up and being present.
The unruly buddha lives a life of self-examination, not to drag himself down, but to think clearly about what it means to really live.
When the unruly buddha was a little girl, she wanted to stay up all night. She sat in her family’s backyard and looked up at the moon and the stars, and she thought the heavens’ nightly display was the
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