Photo © Photographer Recently, I was asked to hold space at a great gathering. The theme: transitions. Bardos. The rawness of impermanence. Hundreds of people came.Rows of bodies, breathing.Eyes open, eyes closed.Hands resting, hands folded. The room hummed quietly, with the weight of expectation, of curiosity, of searching. Do you like what you are reading? SignContinue reading “Living the Bardo: Continuity and Presence”
Monthly Archives: August 2025
Leading with Balance:Buddhist Tools Every Modern Leader Needs
Leadership today requires more than strategic thinking; it demands inner stability. In Vajrayāna Buddhism, wellbeing is not separate from leadership — it is the ground that allows wise, compassionate, and transformative action. Rather than being another task to manage, wellbeing arises naturally when leaders embody timeless values: ethical clarity , mindful awareness, and compassion. TheseContinue reading “Leading with Balance:Buddhist Tools Every Modern Leader Needs”
Devotion to the Buddhist Path: Reflections from an X-Nun’s Life
To become a Buddhist nun—or monk—is to step into a life that unravels everything familiar. It is not a change of clothes but a vow that shapes every detail of existence. Before I was ordained, I sought the guidance of several masters. Two questions followed me everywhere: Where are you going to live? and HowContinue reading “Devotion to the Buddhist Path: Reflections from an X-Nun’s Life”
Remembering Now — The Hidden Depth of Mindfulness
Mindfulness — the word rolls off the tongue like a diet soda: light, mildly flavored, unassuming. Behind it, however, lies something far richer, subtle, and enduring. In Buddha Shakyamuni’s original instruction, the Pāli term Sati doesn’t nudge you to “stop and smell the roses.” It means to remember now — to hold this living momentContinue reading “Remembering Now — The Hidden Depth of Mindfulness”
What Life as a Buddhist Nun Taught Me About Living with Bare Minimum
© Photographer I once owned only two sets of clothes. One set was on my body. The other was dripping on a line. I washed them in cold water, in a plastic bucket. No sun to help them dry. Just wind, time, and the bite of Himalayan air. I wore my outer robes for weeksContinue reading “What Life as a Buddhist Nun Taught Me About Living with Bare Minimum”
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