These days I feel that I am done with Zen practices after so many years of admiration/fantasizing (and a few years of practice :). It just seem heartless and dry compared to Persian tradition of mysticism. I am enjoying more and more the idea of "love, separation, and longing". As "Molavi Rumi" says, "Whoever lost touch with his truth, he will seek the time of return, forever".
There are many difficulties to change path though. I have lost touch with some basics of the Persian mysticism. For now I am trying to follow "Hafez" advice to stay patient. This may be just a transitory phase inspired by the surge in my depression and my recent frustrations :)
Friday, Feb 25, 2011:
Accidentally, I found this talk about "compassion" on TED. I feel that it is related to what I wrote above:
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