Robert RabbinThere is life, and there are thoughts about life. If we see our thoughts as thoughts, we don’t become our thoughts; we recognize that we are different from our thoughts. Silence is the recognition that thoughts about life are not life itself.
A kind of knowing we call wisdom, or insight, or realization, comes easily into the mind when it becomes still and falls into Silence. When it gives up trying to understand, when it stops creating and projecting pictures and ideas and concepts onto...
My friend Tim Piering recently invited me to join him for a helicopter tour of Los Angeles. Immediately, my mind filled with excuses, searching for just the right one that would allow me to graciously decline. My conscience was switched on that day...
The greatest event we can ever experience is that sudden stroke of grace which shows us who and what we are, beyond the world of appearances, beyond conditions and circumstances, beyond fear and resistance, beyond desire and fulfillment, beyond the...
There are not many truths, there is one truth, and that truth is Silence. All truths come from Silence. All truths exist as Silence. All truths return to Silence. So there is only one truth, and it is Silence. Silence is behind every holy thought...
Years ago, on a warm summer day in Santa Barbara, I had lunch with eternity. I was a participant with about 20 others in a meeting whose purpose was to inquire into truth. The meeting was led by Jean Klein, an elderly Belgian teacher of non-dualism...
We all want to enrich our experience of work and to enhance our work environments with meaning and purpose, creativity and inspiration, joy and deep human connection. How do we do this? Let’s look inside our own self, into our own soul, for guidance.
I once witnessed a spectacle of Silence in the Berkeley Community Theater. Every one of the 3,491 seats was occupied. On stage sat Thich Nhat Hanh, a Vietnamese Buddhist monk. Next to him sat a young woman. The monk spoke about mindfulness, about...
Over the years, I’ve had many close encounters of a mystical kind. Some were very powerful and took me years to integrate. Some were pleasant, some beatific, some were terrifying. I have been transported out of time. I’ve stepped out of my body as...
Let us all admit that a tremendous “knowing” comes effortlessly into the mind when it falls into silence, when it gives up trying to understand, when its reel of stored images no longer projects abstract pictures onto the clean screen of simplicity...
