Contemplative Currents Podcast

<p>One morning in March, I looked up and the tree was green.</p><p>You don’t understand! I could have sworn that the day before, it had been bare. No leaves, branches looking so dry and dead. In fact, three nights...

<p>Welcome, fellow explorer.</p><p>If you found your way here, ‘something’ must have brought you. Maybe you saw one of my videos. Maybe a friend who said you should read this. Or maybe it was a discussion you and I had...

<p>Dear friends,</p><p>I have not written as frequently as I normally do. That’s because a lot of interesting things have been going on here. To be honest, I almost cannot keep up with myself at this point.</p><p>Still...

<p>Do you know what the source of attention is? Like, if you’re paying attention, where is the location of that which projects the attention? I wish I had known this earlier. And if you haven’t seen this yet, this might...

<p>See, any exploration in contemplation(funny I say this because contemplation is in fact that exploration), has to go beyond the content of one’s experience to the origin of experience itself. You don’t just drink...

<p>I could not find a more appropriate title to this one. </p><p>Earlier this week, I was lost in thought after watching someone narrate their harrowing experience during a visit to Mauritania. There seemed to be so...

<p>You wake up to the clarity of the present moment. Then the mind steps in with deadlines, memories, and unfinished business. The peace feels lost.</p><p>This piece looks at that tension. On one side, there is the...

<p>Every single morning, about sixty of us gather in silence at 7.20am. We spend twenty minutes sititing in stillness. Then a poem is read, or a verse, a passage from a novel, a song lyric, a fragment of something...

<p>What if the most wondrous thing you could ever encounter is something you've never actually left?</p><p>In this essay, I walk through four movements releasing origin stories, opening the aperture of perception...

<p>I sit on a bench in my backyard everyday, silently observing what nature is doing. In these cold season, I'm well familiar with the dormancy of grasses that grew before my eyes just a few months ago. And the trees...

<p>I tell you, it seems like most of my life, I have waited for “this part” to be finally over so I can just move on to other good things. Like when I was in the University. I hated it so much! Life seemed impossibly...

<p>I have had a lot of background conversations about my orientation towards the concept of Prayer from the last post, the one called Pray, Not As Prey. These conversations have circled around questions I've been living...

<p>I want to start this by expressing my immense gratitude for the outpouring of love from my last post. I received dozens of private messages that I am holding so tenderly in my heart. I still am. You see, when I look...

<p>I am currently bracing for a season of solitude, putting structures in place for minimal physical interactions with the outer world, keeping documents and important paraphernalia in easily accessible locations...

<p>When I’m not so heavily caught up in my own life drama or sulking over how incredibly harsh the world seems to be at times, when I’m not doomscrolling from under a blanket curled up like a deplorable fetus lost in...