Zen Moments

“Everything comes down to you and one moment and one action…”

From www.soulbiographies.com featuring Morgan Fisher
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There is something so simple yet so profound that it’s quite possible we find ourselves missing it completely. Morgan spent many successful and raucous years playing in major [...]

“As heartbroken as I felt, my world had become richer for loving.”

I was in Southern India at an Ashram at the foot of a sacred mountain. During my time there I would go from the mountain to the place I was staying. There were many people living on the streets and many animals, as anyone [...]

“I was tossing the coin to decide whether to buy an apple or an orange with our last dollar…”

In August 1987, I left my job in Sydney, and hitch-hiked to Ayers Rock to see the Harmonic Convergence – a special alignment of planets which was supposed to usher in the New Age.
My friends at work [...]

“…the man found himself deeply affected…”

The events that led to the creation of The Mandala Trust were set in motion when a man travelling in India met and became friends with a local man, who worked as a shoe wallah.  The two would sit together each day on the side of the road as the [...]

“I used to be pushing and pushing to get ahead… but now I am like the Zen Warrior… It’s a completely calm existence…”

This short 7 minute video by Bill Beaty shows how he has learned to drive in dense traffic, leaving a long gap between himself and the car in front.
This reduces the need [...]

“As Buddhist nun, I travel with no money. I don’t have so much as a dime, quarter or credit card with me “

I fly a lot and have done so for nearly a decade. Usually the connections go smoothly and I get where I need to, without incident. On rare occasions something crops up and [...]

“Oh well – another adventure… I thought…”

I had just finished high school, and was desperate for fresh air, sights new to my eyes, and experiences that would restore my soul, enliven it with vigour. Living in Mexico City, it always is a gift to drive for four hours and visit the beaches, beautiful as they [...]

“Seeing I had nothing of value for him to steal
he sat and chatted with me…”

While sitting on a bench one evening, waiting for the bus to Old San Juan, I met a young Puerto Rican dude.
He was evidently a mugger.
He sat down next to me, smiled, and saying, “permiso,” (excuse me), he checked [...]