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Riding the Winds

There is a type of music that lets your mind ride on its tail-winds. Up and down, slower, faster, a pause… Slightly unpredictable, so you cannot drift into a thinking mode; you do not have much choice but follow its movement. Classical music is sometimes like that; jazz is even closer to what I mean. My daughter made me listen to the music of St. VIncent in the car the other day. Although I cannot say that I liked it much, I appreciated its musical patterns, the pauses and movements through which small patches of emptiness can be glimpsed. The mind can glide on its winds rather than ride on the winds of its own thoughts.

Merry Christmas!


I am drinking my warm Glögg wine (a novelty), listening to Dylan’s Christmas album, which we always do on Christmas Day, and I am thinking of faith. Being a Buddhist does not make me insensitive to the beauty and compassion of the religion, which has created almost everything of any value in our modern western world. And I am thinking, or dreaming, of a time in which all religious people will unite and stand against the madness of modernity, against the utter self-gratification and selfishness of our present; I am dreaming of the time in which all religious people will realise, that even if they are not the same, all good religions in the world have, up to a point, similar paths. Love, peace, compassion, devotion—aren’t those what most religions teach to their devotees? And even if the object of devotion differs, giving oneself up to a higher being, the emotion, that is the same. The love and compassion, innate to human beings, is the same.

With this in mind, I would like to wish all my Christian friends a Merry Christmas! However, as I am fully aware that not many Christians will be reading this, I would simply say ‘Merry Christmas to me’!


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