The World is What You Make It

People talk about “the real world” a lot. Referring, usually, to their self built life of slavery; as if it were something one must accept and welcome. I learned early on that their version of the real world was never a place I was going to survive. The real world, as many have expressed, is... Continue Reading →

Change, Growth, and Wisdom

Changing and growing are similar but separate concepts. Change has no positive or negative connotations. It is just the objective and constant state of existence. Growth, on the other hand, means a positive shift towards the best possible outcome of an organism; becoming larger, stronger, and more capable of survival etc. Things will always change,... Continue Reading →

Tradition and Rhythm

“(Tradition) cannot be inherited, and if you want it you must obtain it by great labor.” - T.S. Eliot Unless we establish rigorous and unshakable tradition in our own lives, we will never experience the countless secrets hidden in the rhythms of nature. Like the seasons, like the cosmos, like music… Everything is acting in... Continue Reading →

Immortality

“...a sage withdrew his senses from the world of change and, seeking immortality, looked within and beheld the deathless Self.” - Katha Upanishad External works can only achieve a limited and undeveloped form of immortality; completely finite and thus mortal as the body itself. True, long lasting immortality comes from discovering that which is immortal... Continue Reading →

A Brief Thought on Attachment and Reward

"Better indeed is knowledge than mechanical practice. Better than knowledge is meditation. But better still is surrender of attachment to results, because there follows immediate peace.” - Bhagavad Gita When we act in accordance with what is righteous, we remove the attachment we have to acquiring the “fruits” of our labor, because the labor itself... Continue Reading →

Reflections of the Winter Solstice

Blood on the Birch, cold was the night wind and snow, to and fro… Gaut of the North, rides on the wind traveling high, and down again. Beyond the smoke, beyond the flames disappear, within the dusk… beyond our shapes, beyond our names begin anew, from ash of luck. Oak and Cherry, Apple and Spruce... Continue Reading →

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