Death – Buddhist Therapist

The Dance of Life: The Endless Sway Between Joy, Power and Pain

“Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while, a great wind carries me across the sky.”-

I’m back in California, spending Thanksgiving week with my parents. Because of COVID, I haven’t seen much of them over

I just finished Kafka’s “The Metamorphosis.” What a fucking story. I’ve read a lot more Kafka in the past year

I’ve written ad nauseam about meditation, and you’re probably tired of hearing about it. But it is an endlessly important

When HBO’s “The Leftovers” began to air in 2014, it was an unusually glum show, and to be perfectly frank,

The most painful memories are the lives we’ve never got to live, the choices we never got to make. As

You will die. That much is certain. It is only a question of when. And between your death and now,

“Do you pray?” I once asked a patient.

“No, I’ve never been able to for some reason” she paused. “Do you?”

“No,” I said. “Because I don’t know if anyone is listening.”