Sometimes you don’t see the ball coming straight at your face until it hits you straight in the face. Correction: not sometimes — almost always. The art of a well-aimed blow. The path dissociates itself from the one walking it. I had had so little time to stop that I hadn’t noticed it, but now the trail I was on was going uphill. I hadn’t realized it, but it had become so steep that it looked like stone cliffs with no visible path at first glance. Correction, it didn’t look  

Do we still believe that processes just happen like that? All in order and in an evolutionary, upward, rational format. Politically correct,Synchronous, kind, and harmonious? Perhaps we were misled by the etymology of the word process, which comes from “to advance” and literally: “to go forward.” But there are many ways of going “forward,” which sometimes also include stopping, going back, recalculating, taking the opposite direction, and sometimes, simply stopping. It sound

Opening our eyes entails responsibilities and sacrifices whose costs are higher than living in «stupidity», ignorance, and a world of placebo effects. Some things stop being interesting, and some friends and contexts do too. You begin to choose different things, you become more aware of where you place your energy, and you grow more selective. Everyday habits, automatisms, and routines change. You make choices again; you take new paths. Those choices are not easy, but somet

The anguish of not knowing has tormented me for a long time. I have felt too flawed, too alone, too mistaken, too lost, and all that multiplied by a thousand, for many years. It was only in India that I began to see that there are many “others” who have the same questions. That there are many others who have also stepped outside the parameters of what we interpret as “normality,” who have explored other paths, who have felt disillusioned, who have been frustrated too, and who

I didn’t want to leave this paradise. Sometimes it happens while traveling. When we feel comfortable, it’s hard to move on. “Comfort” in Asia isn’t something you come across every day, and whil e traveling you start to truly value the small things. In this case, I was in Koh Phangan, Thailand. A little hippie island where everyone comes to “heal,” practice yoga, and connect with themselves. I had found a wooden hut with a small balcony that opened to nature. It had a kitchen

Learnings are curious things. The greatest lessons don’t come dressed as lessons. They usually disguise themselves as challenges, obstacles, disappointments, problems, and confusion. That’s how they teach us pulling us out of the comfort of what we already know, leading us into unfamiliar territory, the kind we never choose to enter simply because we don’t like it, because it makes us uncomfortable. Sometimes, they catch us off guard,beyond plans, beyond control, beyond expec

Look at the importance of the best of YOUR OWN VOICE coming from the outside, in the form of letters or images. For when, from within, we...

I love the mysteries of the Universe, they give me energy. Sometimes, what we search for so much arrives when we stop looking for it....

The art of appreciating beauty hides within the simplest atoms of everything around us.Close your eyes. Take 10 seconds to be...

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Today was a different day. I was able to meditate. I felt a bit of peace amidst my restless mind and the anxiety that had been torturing...

Letting go of control, jumping, trusting... Everything Anand was telling me now seemed like prophetic words for what was to come. That...

I had set up my meditation altar with a small statue of Ganesha, a Tibetan singing bowl, and some Santa Rita  flowers I had found in the...

After the chanting class, we would go together into the Ganga to purify ourselves and because we both loved the winter bath . The water...

By the fifth day—which felt like a month—I had almost emerged from the intense confusion with which I had arrived at the Ashram. I helped...

“When the modifications of the mind have weakened, the mind becomes like a crystal: transparent. When memories, past knowledge, and...

The only place I had planned not to set foot in India—besides Delhi—was Varanasi. I already had enough inner chaos; I didn’t need to add...

I came to India seeking to understand. But does our mind really want to escape the illusion we live in? To break free from the collective...

We were meditating just a few centimeters from the sacred fire, surrounded by smoke and drops of sweat."Everything is fine... look around...

"We are repeatedly told about transmigrating, about how our spirit moves from one body to another in countless lives, seeking experiences...