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Last weeks or months the blogs on ning become central and the groups disappears a bit. I don't write against blogs; i write to the advantage of the groups.
In a blog a person is central. In a group the content is central, by sharing about different issues with different Amida Friends. I feel that i miss it. I like to read a blog, but it invites less to share and discuss or do i see it wrong?
I hope that this is not unkind; i don't mean it unkind. I look for a way to refind intensity and… Continue

This content, after long writing this morning, is lost by sending it away. So i try again, with less energy and poetic mood than before.
I realise this morning that the deep sadness that i feel (and that i read also on ning), started with the divorce of Dharmavidya and Prasada and the process that it evokes. I respect and understand this choice of David and Caroline, but strange,... the child in me lost his faith in faithfull parents! It's embarrassing to read my own words, but they're true.… Continue

Only deep impotence, to a country that already was broken and that now is destroyed totally or nearly totally by the last earthquake, with a disaster that is stronger than the Tsunami. By mondial and local misuse on political, environmental, social, economical ...levels the whole is grown into a negative spiral, with so much suffering and hopelessness for the whole population....
What can we do as engaged Buddhists....? How can we see this, without getting depressed, what strengths the dark side… Continue

2009 was a year, where Amida Buddhism became pretty central in my life. I'm very gratefull for that. All the people of the Buddhist House were and are important in that proces and also all sharing on ning, less or more intense or personal. The 72-hours nembutsu in TBH brought me trough deep, old patterns full of resistance against life, that seemed so important, but that are no more needed. Faith and Trust in Love are not more a deep inaccessible longing...it feels real and is real. Even when sa… Continue

A statue of Amida Buddha, in goldcolour, sitting in deep silence and rest, in the middle of us..chanting for hours and hours...Namo Amida Bu....quiet, loud, heavy, rithmic, dancing, silent, beautiful, open, in chaos or harmony, voices that find or struggle with eachother, peace, sadness, joy...a non-stop chanting with the drum and a bellmaster....20 minutes sitting and 20 minutes walking...Amida accepting it all, what came and went away...outside rain in sunshine...with a -for us- unvisible rain… Continue