![]() Seven limbs, Kadampa Life
There are moments in our meditation practice where we get a glimpse of our mind’s potential. Our otherwise incessant mental chatter ceases for a while and we meet our capacity for radiant, soaring peace. We meet our Buddha nature. There is a moment in Brooklyn-based composer Douglas J. Cuomo’s recent album and performance project, Seven Limbs, that captures this moment of radiant insight. And it makes me cry every time I hear it. Read more. Hollow body: Sacha Braunig
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![]() Origin story Maine Arts Journal It begins, of course, with the fact that there is no beginning. There is no true origin or starting point. There are only circles and the stories we tell ourselves. The way we impute beginning, middle, and end, on snatches of our perceived reality. If you walk behind a row of semi-detached houses in Blackburn, Lancashire, you’ll find the forest where I played every summer of my youth. I was born in this rural patch of northwest England and would have grown up here, if it were not for my father. One day while working as an architect for the local council, he spotted an advert for a job in the Architectural Services Division of the British Colonial Government of Hong Kong. Read more Putting it in ink: Sarah Baldwin's self-alteration
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Writing from the U.S.
When I first moved to Maine in 2009, I told myself I would not write about this place until I felt like I understood it. Eight years later, I began to write. (Image: Sarah Baldwin, Seedbombvesselportrait)