Sunday, 15 January 2017


When you accept that sense cannot always be ‘made’, you can begin to appreciate space. We are all confused.  If we were not confused, we would not need to practise.
We need to be willing to remain with the taste of our confusion as the texture of life and allow it to be the random pattern of our everyday lives.
Confusion is merely the recognition of the amorphous quality of an existence which does not obey the protocol of samsara.

p18, Emailing the Lamas from Afar, Ngakpa Chögyam and Khandro Déchen, Aro Books, 2009, ISBN 978-0-9653948-5-7