Summertime on the Island of Pain consisted of hot days and cold nights, but with the Autumn came a drop in the temperature that tested Ruth’s powers of concentration once again. There was a chill penetrating Mei Lubaba’s bones. Her muscles twitched, and there was a frosty tingle in her hands and feet. She was... Continue Reading →
Milarepa’s Ghost
Mother Ruth and eleven of her most senior meditation students set out on an extended wilderness retreat in the mountains and forests far away and high above the monastery, the nunnery, the hot and cold running water, and the university’s fully stocked kitchen. The mountain held a place of reverence for the locals. They say... Continue Reading →
Uninteresting Moments of Necessary Silence
The northernmost island of Shanqui Jian was the Island of Pain, with its mountain peaks, high-altitude steps, and cable cars. It held the university campus, the capital city, and the castle of the king. The rest of the island was an untamed wilderness. “We sort of wanted the same thing,” the younger novice joked. “I... Continue Reading →
The Joy of Painting Your Own Reality
Mama Muni was the university’s librarian. She was forgiving and sweet, sharp-witted and patient. She was a matron to even the older women in the nunnery, and she intimidated all but the most senior men. Mama Muni kept the university's vast collection of holy books and ancient truths safe from those not ready to view... Continue Reading →

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