Liberating Practice: See Your Mind as a Wave

Wed, 04/06/2016 - 10:00 -- Jaimal Yogis

In the centuries after the Buddha’s death, his followers created rifts and various Buddhist schools—Theravada and Mahayana being just two of the biggest divisions—each claiming to be the authentic one. The Zen tradition (or Chan as it is known in China) officially formed when one school traveled, via the South Indian monk named Bodhidharma, to China around the fourth or fifth century ce.

Why Bother to Meditate?

Mon, 03/28/2016 - 14:56 -- Bhante Gunaratana

Meditation is called the Great Teacher. It is the cleansing crucible fire that works slowly but surely, through understanding. The greater your understanding, the more flexible and tolerant, the more compassionate you can be. You become like a perfect parent or an ideal teacher. You are ready to forgive and forget.

The Dalai Lama Reflects on Faith in Buddhism and Christianity

Wed, 03/23/2016 - 10:00 -- The Dalai Lama

Jesus proclaimed: “To believe in me, is not to believe in me but in him who sent me; to see me, is to see him who sent me. I have come into the world as light, so that no one who has faith in me should remain in darkness. But if anyone hears my words and disregards them, I am not his judge; I have not come to judge the world, but to save the world. There is a judge for anyone who rejects me and does not accept my words; the word I have spoken will be his judge on the last day.

Perfection and Guilt (Ajahn Brahm)

Wed, 03/16/2016 - 10:00 -- Ajahn Brahm

After we purchased the land for our monastery in we were broke. We were in debt. There were no buildings on the land, not even a shed. Those first few weeks we slept not on beds but on old doors we had bought cheaply from the salvage yard; we raised them on bricks at each corner to lift them off the ground. (There were no mattresses, of course—we were forest monks.)

Grasping (excerpt from Chan Heart, Chan Mind)

Wed, 03/02/2016 - 09:00 -- Master Guojun

When I was in my teens my class took a weeklong field trip by bus from Singapore to the mountainous countryside of northern Malaysia. Imagine our excitement at being on this adventure with our classmates. We boys were in a particularly boisterous mood, outdoing one another to impress the girls. Being mischievous and rather bold, I was one of the ringleaders of the trouble we were always getting into. We snuck out of our rooms after curfew and disappeared as soon as our teachers’ heads were turned. Our chaperones had to constantly chase after and threaten us.

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