Rusty Ring

When I first became a hermit monk I had no zafu, so I sat on a sofa cushion. That got me off the ground – no pun intended – but was bul...

Zazen doesn't solve anything; it just makes things possible. (Photo courtesy of Gerald Ford and Wikimedia Commons.)

So I'm browsing through the Good Value Army, not looking to buy anything, when suddenly I spot 'mongst the random rummage... T...

(First the cat , now the dog.)

One of the hallmarks of eremitical monasticism is its visceral anti-materialism. It's not that hermits never buy things, we...

(Saw these in town the other day. Turn 'em upside down, you got a monastery's-worth of cheap zafus .)

(Putting my meditation cushion to productive use.)

The Mobile Meditator provides monastic- quality support. One of the drawbacks of writing a hermit blog is you don't get to write ...

So it's midnight, and I'm meditating on the lower deck when my fat lamp suddenly goes out. With only twenty minutes to go, I decide...