What does Dhamma mean to me? It means truth, it means God, it means this: just this. It’s not some fixed thing. It’s also continually revealing itself as a result of my direct understanding in practice, in daily life, in relationship, in formal meditation. The Buddhadhamma? As far as I can tell, there are some things that sound pretty universal like those teachings about the stressful aspects of being human, of our very consciousness, and the ways in which we can manage it, not be a prisoner of it. Maybe even transform it altogether. I experience these truths every day, in every waking moment. And freedom too, it’s there embracing it all, available in each moment.
Not sure I ever shared this essay here. And since I haven’t published any of my own writing in a long time, I thought I’d revisit this one. While you’re over there, you might find some other submissions of interest too.
This is now an ongoing project with a monthly theme, and though I must admit the new tone does not resonate for me at all, perhaps you will feel inspired to submit something yourself.