Fearlessness

Ayya Medhanandi’s talk on Fearlessness at the 6th Street Community Center, East Village, sponsored by Buddhist Insights, NY 2018:

Fearlessness

Ayya Medhanandi’s talk on Fearlessness at the 6th Street Community Center, East Village, sponsored by Buddhist Insights, NY 2018:

Audio Chants

Here you will find a number of recorded chants by Sati Saraniya Sangha and others.

Hospice Talks & Guided Meditations

From 2008-2014, Ayyā Medhānandī lead meditation courses in the Ottawa area organized by Hospice Care Ottawa (Maycourt Hospice), Elizabeth Bruyere Palliative Care Program, and, more recently, Friends of Hospice programs for staff and volunteers.  Some of those sessions were recorded. If you would like…

The Mantra of ‘Good Enough’

In both the spirit and the letter of my Rule, I live as a beggar, completely dependent on the generosity of my supporters. I may not ask for anything to eat or drink other than water, unless a devotee makes a specific invitation on…

True North

Sitting here in the stillness of a winter’s afternoon, I find myself in the middle of my life – or closer to the ending – as if suspended between two shores. I hold on to the one, the known, seemingly secure bit of earth…

Stepping Back Into the River

I seem always to be stepping back out into the River. Which river is it this time? The same river, but a different step, a mildness, a tender stopping, not to make sure that the bottom is there but to feel the current and…

Uncooked Rice and No Ice-Cream

Living with contentment sounds easy. And it can be, particularly for one already withdrawn from the world and committed to a life of simplicity and renunciation – until that inevitable day when we are confronted with not getting what we want or, conversely, getting…

I Gave Up the Froth

Monastic life can be a regime of intensifying renunciation. This turning away from worldy pleasure is not undertaken for its own sake but to keep us on our toes, clarify our truest goals and sweep away the many webs of desire that constantly deceive,…

Taming of the Shrewd

My personal identity was dismantled on the full moon of March, 1988. That was the day I donned the robes of a Buddhist alms-mendicant nun. I’d been practising intensive meditation at the Mahasi Sasana Yeiktha in Yangon, Myanmar (formerly Rangoon, Burma) under the guidance…