I pondered the lapse of time
On finding myself back in this place where everything had begun, I pondered the lapse of time—and realized that the stream of days at Eiheiji was working a transformation of some sort in me.
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the weight of a physical presence
It is surreal. My partner and I are self-isolating most of the time ever since we knew about the possibility of asymptomatic spread and the exponential math. But we’ve been homebodies before…
There is an image in the Upanishads of the original, concentrated energy which was the big bang of creation that set forth the world, consigning all things to the fragmentation of time. But to see through the fragments of time to the full power of original being—that is a function of art.
a tiny blip is perhaps still a blip
Rome was such a surreal experience. Surrounded by ruins that are 2,000 years old, I am filled with awe, wonder, curiousity, and yet in lying in the background was an unshakable sense…
on self-cannibalising my identity
how our identity can imprison us and what it means to be free from it
how do we dream in the face of climate change
There was news last week that CO2 on earth has reached 415ppm, the highest it has been in millions of years. Our permafrost is melting at an unprecedented rate. The projections are…
don’t wait too long
Originally I scheduled myself today to write a post on the decisions I’d made while building this website, but an alumni of one of places I worked at passed away in a…