On Retreat and Will o the Wisp
Ajahn Abhinando

On Retreat A little closer to the clouds, above the scruffy heads of evergreen scrub, I discover the benefits of drinking tea and watching the sky turning pink after sunset. Only slowly the hard-edged words of learned truths dissolve, and a softer voice unwraps itself, emerging from the inside of what is here. What does it say? “You didn’t come here to succeed” is all I understand for now. Enough…