Wisdom & Philosophy
How to Make Peace With Mortality: Embracing Life’s Flow and the Mystery of Death
How do we make peace with mortality, that quiet question weaving through the edges of our days? If you’ve ever found yourself awake in the darkness, feeling the undeniable pulse of impermanence, you’re not alone. This exploration of how to make peace with mortality invites you to soften around uncertainty, discover what death reveals about self, and rest in the arms of radical acceptance.
The Traveler and the Path: A Modern Fable Pointing to True Nature
When we search for awakening, it’s easy to become absorbed by methods or metaphors instead of the reality they point toward. The story of the traveler and the path, drawing on the classic finger and the moon teaching, gently reminds us to look beyond technique and toward direct, felt wisdom.
The Parable of Illusion and Reality: Why We Mistake the Finger for the Moon
When I first heard the parable of illusion and reality, it landed like a riddle in my chest — was I missing something so obvious? The finger and the moon metaphor whispers that most of us look at signs, not the truth behind them. This piece is a reflection on how easily we get tricked, and what it really means to wake up — softly, in our own way.
Teaching Stories for Contemplation: Wisdom Hidden in Simple Tales
On days when guidance feels distant, teaching stories for contemplation offer a gentle lantern—casting just enough light on the path ahead. These tales hold spiritual wisdom not as answers, but as quiet invitations to look again, and perhaps to see ourselves anew.
The Parable of the Poisoned Arrow: Letting Questions Rest
Questions can swirl in the mind like unsettled dust, clouding the space for understanding. The parable of the poisoned arrow invites us to pause—not for answers, but for a gentler kind of seeing.
The Parable of the Second Arrow: Meeting Pain with Presence
Sometimes, a wound arrives quickly — sharp and true. What follows, however, is often made of our own resistance: the second arrow, invisible yet piercing, woven from judgment and fear. The parable of the second arrow waits in this quiet noticing.