Reflections on Buddhism

Buddhism is a shock. A joyful, electric jolt of volt that leaves my heart beating faster. It has become a ground, an extraordinary sense of real and radical possibility. It applies to every moment of life – the momentous and mundane tripping and twisting in astonishing and unexpected syncopations. I didn’t think I was the kind of girl to get religion, having left a bittersweet relationship with my childhood religion. I had taken other paths, becoming a refugee in mood altering substances. Then psychotherapy, twelve-stepping, and counselling – but the beauty of yogic song – the clarity and humour of Ngak’chang Rinpoche and Khandro Déchen I found compelling beyond words. Taking refuge in wisdom and kindness, in ordinariness and extra-ordinariness and being moved to laughter and tears.