Poetic RenderingIf arrogance fills the house of the mind,where can the Linga dwell?The body must become the Linga itself,leaving no room for pride.Only where ego is absentdoes the nearness of…

Poetic RenderingWhen cattle are stolen,do not cry aloud, “My dharma is lost!”When enemies rage,do not wail, “My dharma is broken!”Here a gathering, there a gatheringdharma is one essence everywhere,says Koodalasangamadeva.…

Poetic RenderingWhat binds the Primordial Awarenessto this fragile vessel of flesh?It is this alone:that the vessel speaks only what is true,and walks precisely the paththat its own words have declared.But…