Ecstatic Adventures of the Exuberant Bodhisattva

I have moved out of Pushpa’s house, and into a slightly more modern apartment. The apartment is upstairs to the home of a middle to upper ...

Probably we could cure most of the world’s angst and obesity if everyone had to do their laundry by hand. Even if you do a terrible job l...

Before I left for India, my father asked me if I’d bought pressure socks yet. “What are pressure socks?” I asked. “They’re so your legs...

So folks, today is the day. Friday’s brilliant segment of the Vipassana Diaries was hijacked by my Twitter feed. I did a search for “Air ...

A very long gong woke us up at four a.m.   I could hear a couple of my roommates groan and roll over. I ,however, rocked the wake-up. Four ...

At the centre in Montebello, we had to fill out a form verifying that we were at an adequate level of health. Once again, I had to fork ov...

To get to Vipassana, I had to take a bus from Montreal to Hawkesbury. You could tell who was going to Vipassana by their sleeping bags. Two...