Being the Stream Meditation is not just a rest or retreat from the turmoil of the stream or the impurity of the world. It is a way of being the stream, so that one can be at home in both the white water and the eddies. Meditation may take one out of the world, but it also puts one totally into it.

Range after range of mountains. Year after year after year. I am still in love.

Practically speaking, a life that is vowed to simplicity, appropriate boldness, good humor, gratitude, unstinting work and play, and lots of walking, brings us close to the actually existing world and its wholeness.

Place and the scale of space must be measured against our bodies and their capabilities.

The mercy of the West has been social revolution; the mercy of the East has been individual insight into the basic self/void.

Our relation to the natural world takes place in a place.

Clouds sink down the hills Coffee is hot again. The dog Turns and turns about, stops and sleeps.