Seeking truth

Seeking truth

Seeking truth I am writing this while camped right by the beach in a National Park on the East Coast of Australia. The weather is restricting our activities today, which means reading, walking in the rain, contemplating, and listening to podcasts—all rich pursuits,...
The hug rug of silence

The hug rug of silence

The hug rug of silence The beauty of silence is its emergent properties.  In silence everything exists.  Out of silence everything can arise. Think of a word. Where was it before it came to mind? In the silence, the field. Stuffing life to the brim denies the...