Recently, a group of friends and I went on a silent walk together in the woods about a mile from the Zen Temple. This practice of silence, a revered component of the Zen path, unfolded as a journey through the woods and into the depths of our inner landscapes.

Bu Ji (Do Nothing)

In traditional Zen practice, the Enso—a hand-drawn circle using ink and brush—has long been revered not only as a form of artistic expression but as a profound teaching within itself.

In the early morning light, as the soft hues of dawn break, the world seems to pause momentarily, reminding me of the silent dance of time.

Whispering Moon

I’m captivated by the stark, haunting beauty of leafless trees, each standing alone in a barren landscape.

Unbound

In the heart of February, I embarked on a day hike that was less about conquering the heights of an ice and snow-covered mountain and more about embracing the profound teachings of impermanence.

In the heart of February, I embarked on a day hike that was less about conquering the heights of an ice and snow-covered mountain and more about embracing the profound teachings of impermanence.