feel like shit just want her back 😔

enjoying a warm evening at pacheco pond after visiting anubhuti, the brahma kumaris' beautiful retreat center in novato

“every now and then I'll get a letter and it's just pages and pages of ram, ram, ram, ram, ram, ram—and I read every ram—what else is there to write?” -ram dass

wild how much emotional, philosophical, and psychological shape rotation we run ourselves through just to be here with appreciation something we could just do

wait you're telling me holding on to letting go is still holding on? shit. fucking kafka-ass samsara

reading about meister eckhart is crazy, like who let this advaita vedanta sage loose in thirteenth century germany

trungpa told a student that wrath is that aspect of the phenomenal world which will not conform to desire I'm grateful for wrath because it reliably opens me, even against my will

when someone draws an exquisite map of reality but it excludes consciousness

mindfulness of thought is so interesting because you observe phenomena trying to coalesce into these purposeful shapes to go on little missions to figure something out, set a goal, make a plan, etc.—it's actually really cute once you see it 🥹