Stopping inside and My Religion
Ayyā Medhānandī Bhikkhunī

Stopping inside These days I don’t like to go anywhere, content to pore through my books and smile at the cats. They are old now, the summer flowers are over-tall, too much rain, and the weeds choking every corner of the garden. I love that landscape, where the world falls away and the deer lie down in the night’s shadow. Stopping inside the silence of being, awareness finely tuned, an island of p…