Jail Monk, Part Two

This Wednesday, July 7th, 5 PM, at the Los Angeles Metropolitan Detention Center, see the monk go back to jail.

I’m volunteering with Religious Services at the Federal Detention Center in downtown LA. Not quite sure what I’ve gotten myself into, but thinking back over the mental anguish of imprisonment, a once-a-week chaplaincy [...]

Keeping Quiet

Left Wat Thai for good. I apologize to those who have been offended by my weblog; it was never my intention to make people unhappy reading it, and I am to blame for thinking my audience smaller than it is. Next time, please let me know in advance if I post something you find [...]

Talk at Center For Spiritual Living

Talk last night went quite well, I think… listen here:

Four Noble Truths at Grenada Hills Center For Spiritual Living

The center is in Grenada Hills (as if I know where that is…) and here’s their website:

http://www.cslgh.com/

Sounds like they might invite me back; I’d be happy to return, it’s a place [...]

Western Buddhist Sangha Crisis

Although this matter has been cleared up within the Thai press, it seems that the article in English has stirred up and agitated Western readers. This has been caused by some misrepresentations of the events of the press conference and the editorial language used in the article. Wat Nong Pah Pong feels that it [...]

Chinatown Turtles

Went to Chinatown looking for pocket watches today, picked up two nice gold-plated Bulova watches, should make nice monk presents.

Also picked up four tenants for the night… tomorrow to free them in a lake somewhere. They came in these little tacky plastic boxes and were frantically trying to escape to something a little [...]

Completely Incompetent – The Hill Diaries (Cont.)

Here’s the rest of my silly story.  I promise to be less silly in future posts.

Day Three

The third day started like any other at Khun Bpang – cold, painful, swollen, warm-ish, in that order.  Only this time, my monkish friend and I had hot food together for our first real meal.  The sensual pleasure of monk curry has never been so prominent; given the nature of monk curry, this is easily understandable.  Monk curry means taking everything in one’s almsbowl and mixing it in one big pot with water.  Stir, boil, eat.  But it was hot and we were cold, and so we enjoyed it mindfully (i.e. we enjoyed it, but pretended to be mindful at the same time).  After food, he packed up and continued on his way to Viang Bpa Bpao, a mysterious place the location of which is best described as “over yonder”.  I bade him well and prepared myself for a little more serious effort at meditation practice.

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