Who are you?

Who are you when there are no more questions, when you trust the I-don't-know more than any answer? Who are you when there is no conflict, no problem, no mystery in need of solving? Who are you when there is only mystery, unsolved, unsolvable, the solvent for the...

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The tragedy of believing you can’t sing

One of the great, invisible tragedies of being alive in 21st century America is that somewhere along the line you’ll probably get convinced you can't sing. You may come to distrust the many ways your voice longs to express itself, believing that what comes out might...

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Sweat lodge

I swear I have seen God, seen the answer, the reason I am here. I have heard it on the voices in the dark, through the heat of steam and stone, your voice, speaking to me from across the black nothing, and in your voice, my own, and then yours again. Omniscience, I...

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On listening

Listening is like oxygen—you can’t see it, but its presence keeps you from suffocating. Listening to another and being listened to, in turn, is a kind of life-sustaining exchange. Without a steady flow of this exchange, in our private lives and in our society, the...

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The Buddha Game

The Buddha Game

Here’s another fun game. Imagine that everyone who comes into your experience is enlightened, a fully realized Buddha. Every one of them understands the ultimate nature of reality, and they all know you, fully and completely. Every thought you think, they hear. Every...

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No genie required

No genie required

One day, you stumble across a magic lamp in a back alley—you just had a feeling something special might be under a trash pile back there so you walked into the dark to check it out. You rub its golden side, because that’s what you’re supposed to do with magic lamps,...

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If you get tired

One of the best pieces of advice I received before I set out to walk across America was this, from my friend, Ben: "Remember, if you get tired out there...take a break." Taking a break this week, folks. Peace.  

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Possibility

Possibility

I was talking about all the ways I scare myself last night, those little gnarly thoughts that strike and stick, that grow into stories about “what it means” and “where it’s going,” that then become entire worlds after just a few seconds of following them, worlds...

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