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The Buddhist Sutra of Mindfulness speaks about the meditation of the corpse: meditate on the decomposition of the body, how the body bloats and turns violet, how it is eaten by worms until only bits of blood and flesh still cling to the bones, meditate up to the point where only white bones remain, which in turn are slowly worn away and turn into ( Read more... )

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The quest to find the inward thing that you basically are is the story that I tried to render in that little book of mine written forty-odd years ago - “The Hero with a Thousand Faces.” The relationship of myths to cosmology and sociology has got to wait for man to become used to the new world that he is in. The world is different today from what ( Read more... )

For the past week, I have been contemplating a passage of the 8th Century Chinese Zen teacher, Yun-Men. He wrote ( Read more... )

The longer I live, the more I find comfort in these words, put down on paper by an early Roman Catholic English mystic ( Read more... )