D Lockyer

In researching Irene Pickard's archive it is inevitable that confronting the fundamental issue of the authenticity of Christianity was u...

The walls of hospitals have heard more prayers than the walls of temple, mosque, or church  claimed a recent social media post, emblazoned a...

Take joy in the nothing special moments of life, just in their being and their being so.

We build houses out of the words we believe so that we made hide inside them safe from the unknown, safe from the uncomfortable, safe from...

Why I am a unitarian*: Because of the connectedness that underlies all things. Because of the inseparability of the material and the ...

From your first breath to your last you will vie with the complexities of living; the multi-role-playing, many faceted torrent of each day ...

Although, in Western terms, ultimately Heraclitan, the no-self of Buddhism points to the impermanence and transience of all that may be exp...

How can we be compassionate if we have never known suffering? How can we help others if we have not known joy? If we do not radiate jo...

Emotions are strong, powerful beings; they are bigger than us; they extend out beyond us and fold us into the world; they are the ropes tha...

So you have dealt with the illusion of the everyday self and have created the "ghost in the machine", your escape pod, discovered...

Some speak of “absolute or divine consciousness” as opposed to “everyday consciousness”, or some such terms, suggesting that our routine sta...

Although ultimately a Heraclitan answer, no-self points to the impermanence and transience of all that may be experienced; even the qualia ...

How can we be compassionate if we have never known suffering? How can we help others if we have not known joy? If we do not radiate joy...

... 及 吾 無 身 ， 吾 有 何 患 ？ (Tao Te Ching - 13) It is an odd trick of language and of logic to separate the "mind" from the &quo...

A body and a mind? Two entireties? Or equally, a body and a spirit? No amount of dissection will reveal the beating of a heart separated fro...

I am no more than a bundle of absurdities falling though time and laughing.

Drink each breath for they are all that we have.

What are we but a bag of skin and bone burning with the fire of life for a while as it passes its way through us from the beginning of time...

The realisation that there is no internal world, only the external world internalised. The realisation that there is no external world, onl...

Listening to the truth within, Observing the wonder without. Unbinding from the shackles of words: Name it God and you create a monster,...