OPENING WELCOME! WELCOME to one and all to Open Dharma’s face book page. This is page is OPEN to everyone, as written in the first feed;...

A recent cancellation leaves the sweet, rustic cottage available from October onwards. Gemmaji and I are happy to welcome one or two...

It doesn't matter if you're an artist, a lawyer, a healer, saddhu, a traveller, a monk or a millionaire, dark or light, female or male, a...

The Israeli sangha Tovana recently asked a group of teachers, including Ajay, Jaya, Christopher, Shaila, Stephen Fulder, and others, for...

Revolution kept coming to mind and heart at The Stone House retreat in North Carolina in July. On the opening night, the I Ching (Book...

Jaya writes about May's deep rest retreat at the Moulin de Chaves, in France... Last year flood, this year drought the inner spring keeps...

One thousand white petals on the curving concrete path to the hall. The retreat at le Moulin in France last week had the texture of...

Galaxies of golden dragonflies swirling over the well Rain splashes through the new roof, geckos bark, purple lotus closed in the...

3 May, 2008 Sierra de Gredos, Spain, morning This morning I went out in the blue-black to beat the forgotten wake-up gong. The white...

Between orange schoolhouse—boys in yellow—and parking lot/cricket field, our meditation hall. In the parking lot 8 white cars wear red...

1. Day 2 During cleaning in the hall 3-inch black scorpion Outside boys throw lumps of clay over the wall at our private interviews,...

The Tibetan girl in red and black plays the Chenrezig game—walks with eyes closed from one corner of the temple across white marble ...

Germany. Cold-winter-colorless April East Germany: Cheap ice cream, bakery white buns, women’s hair nets white aprons, harsh look...

Many African-American midwives in rural southeastern US of the 20th-century were proud that they could “plow like men, and pick cotton by...

A green tarp roof; a green tarp floor. Walls of air, open to redwoods, ants. Hummingbirds throb by our cooling heads, and mosquitoes...

dawn soft naked lavender jasmine breath spills in and out chicken rhythms, white stony barely hills barely green— where green, dark...

unripe lupines jewel birds attacked trees still grow barred cottages organic milk salad of diced cactus tomatoes are green jicamates...

In my dreams I was Naked, I was uncovering the ancient sites, carved stone secrets of a harmonious people. In my waking, I was in...

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