Ted Seymour - Explorations of Truth
This is a topic I don’t particularly want to write about. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if whatever comes out here gets dutifully apportioned to the recycle bin. It’s a topic I don’t like, and don’t even want to attend to, which in a way makes it more important for me to write about […]
I just recently finished a 9 day retreat, and while on that retreat, I somehow became more oppositional than I have ever been. It was so strong that I could hardly sit in the main meditation/teaching hall, and certainly didn’t want to listen. A voice and a power has been arising in me which rejects […]
Strange how time flies. Today would have been my mother’s 90th birthday, were she still alive today. I’ve been listening to Michael Franti music when I run along the ocean lately. Actually, since I listen to his music as I run, it usually turns into more of a dance in a general direction than a […]
I don’t believe in God. I don’t believe in a higher being. I don’t believe in True Nature, The Absolute or any of the other mystical names atributed to God-like capacities. I don’t believe Jesus was the son of God any more than you or I might have been, should God have existed in the […]
The other night I was in my hottub looking out at the ocean under a beautiful star-filled midnight sky. There was no moon present so it was very dark, yet the waves had a luminance about them as they broke on the shore. I pulled my camera equipment and tripod together and went down to […]
I’m leaving Ukraine in a few days and heading back home. Actually, I’ll be going back to Chicago first to check in on some business stuff, friends and family. Hopefully I’ll be picking up a car in Chicago and driving back to California, spending a little time enroute I love sometimes how I wake up […]
I started this a few days ago, prior to departing Bulgaria: I realize that I haven’t written much since I’ve been on this journey, and I suppose there are a few reasons for that. One is that since leaving France, I’ve met up with Lidia at a beach resort area in Bulgaria and I find […]
I want to write a little about noise. Not the obvious honking horns and airplanes taking off kind of noise, but rather the noise that only appears when everything is perfectly silent. I am writing this from Karma Ling, a Tibetan Buddhist Monastery in the French Alps where I am spending a week. Twice a […]