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  • The unmarked holiday…

    Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate. How strange, this modern habit of carving life into segments. A day for mothers, for fathers, for yoga. And a day to celebrate! As if the other three hundred and sixty-four hold no space for such things. Our calendar has become a factory ledger, the…

  • Three Birthdays and a Remembrance: The Ensō Circles of November

    Three Birthdays and a Remembrance: The Ensō Circles of November

    November for me is a season of circles: three birthdays (including my own) within a circle of remembrance. It speaks to life’s cycles—of teachers I’ve only met in books, of dear family, and of grief and joy woven together. It’s a time that holds the bittersweet truth that every ending is a quiet beginning, and…

  • The most historical moment : my own arrival ..

    What historical event fascinates you the most? What Historical Moment Fascinates Me the Most?When faced with such a question, our minds instinctively scroll through history books, searching for the great events and the great lives of others. We discount ourselves, as if our own existence does not count. For me, even at the risk of…

  • Seeds of Potential and Hindrances to Blooming: The Gardener’s First Task

    Seeds of Potential and Hindrances to Blooming: The Gardener’s First Task

    What can a Zen gardener teach a new CEO about leadership? That the goal isn’t to force growth, but to see the potential, name the obstacles, and create the right conditions for the team to bloom. A reflection on moving from a hero to a gardener. “The leader’s task is not to force every seed…

  • Zendo Chronicle: The Moth, the Clay, and the Website

    Zendo Chronicle: The Moth, the Clay, and the Website

    We spend so much energy building our personal brand and sharing our insights. But what if the deepest impact comes not from announcing your light, but from becoming it? A lesson from Kabir, a Zen master, and a website I built. “Flies and moths once searched for light. The flies returned to the King to…

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