I will do the same as Mechteld-Hanna. It is also possible, if it is something you would like, to request prayers to be said at Samye Ling Monastery - Green Tara for courage and Chenrezig for compassion. Just e-mail reception@samyeling.org. Wishing the best for all. 🙏💝

Hiya Phil, welcome 👍

Yes! A very warm welcome Phil. Do book all the live streams that inspire you. Even if you can’t make the live session, booking will ensure you get sent the catch-up recording. All best, Alistair

Welcome Laurie! So lovely to have you with us. All best, Alistair

Welcome Phil

Looks amazing thank u’ for sharing

I’m really touched by your strength and the beautiful moment you shared. Thanks for posting this.

It's called Dunkley Pass, just up the road from where I am. Locals call it 'God's own Country', it's at 9000ft elevation and totally inaccessible in winter. It's breathtaking, picture doesn't do it justice.

Wow this looks like something out of a summer novel! It looks so peaceful there <3

That is such a nice view.

What a wonderful description of the archetypical human dilemma - to sense the boundlessness of awareness but to also have to feel the pain of bodily constriction. I wonder if that's why the Buddha's are always shown with a symbol of wisdom (a bell, a knife, a book) and a symbol of compassion (a flower, a skullcap of nectar, a vajra)? Because we have to have both. Be able to cut through the attachment but also love that which we are stepping back from. You describe perfectly what I sometimes experience - I can see it all: the clinging, the not-liking, the irritation, the thoughts - and somehow it's all very loveable and unique. That sense of bodily constriction you describe is samsara - the constant niggle of narrowing options. Which is possibly also why the Buddha's are always depicted as young. Around the age of 16. Their bodily form represents their freedom for age, sickness, death. Not because they don't engage with those things but because they ONLY engage with the love those things evoke. Sometimes I wonder what happens at the moment of death when the awareness stretches its limbs and steps out of the shell of the body? Is it terrifying? Or is it ecstatic? Perhaps your illness Mechtheld has allowed you to cling less to the body? You've already started being less graspy? I can't imagine what a cancer journey does to the sense of embodiment...

Look at those colours !