Milarepa had already gone through the subtleties of loneliness and his romantic notions of being in retreat, and having gone through all that, he began to relax a little bit. But in the course of his relaxation, once again his dear familiar ego came back and approached him with all kinds of temptations. All kinds... Continue Reading →
“One evening Milarepa returned to his cave after gathering firewood, only to find it filled with demons. They were cooking his food, reading his books, sleeping in his bed. They had taken over the joint. He knew about nonduality of self and other, but he still didn’t quite know how to get these guys out... Continue Reading →
“One evening Milarepa returned to his cave after gathering firewood, only to find it filled with demons. They were cooking his food, reading his books, sleeping in his bed. They had taken over the joint. He knew about nonduality of self and other, but he still didn’t quite know how to get these guys out... Continue Reading →
When you run after your thoughts, you are like a dog chasing a stick: every time a stick is thrown, you run after it. Instead, be like a lion who, rather than chasing after the stick, turns to face the thrower. One only throws a stick at a lion once.” Milarepa
