My daughter asked me this when she was five. I had been meditating for twenty years. She was right, and I knew she was right, and I did not want to look at what that meant.
A story from the merchant navy about a man who brought food and songs to a locked door every day — and the gap between knowing compassion and living it.
How to build a daily meditation practice that lasts — what actually works after forty years of sitting every morning across Vedānta and Dzogchen.
How to start a meditation practice — practical guidance from forty years of daily sitting. No jargon, no prerequisites, just what actually works.
What forty years of daily meditation actually looks like — the early goal-setting years, the middle confusion, and the quiet practice that remained.