ABOUT
Metta Vipassana Monastery rests within a deep forest, where stillness is not the absence of sound, but the settling of the mind. In spring, rhododendrons bloom and fade within the mindfulness of heaven and earth. In autumn, crimson leaves release themselves, returning to their source beside the tranquil lake.In the gentle chill of the high mountains, white clouds drift without leaving a trace. A fish rises briefly and sinks again, like a thought just arisen, already passing away. Nothing can be held. Nothing remains fixed.
Morning here is not merely a moment in time, but a reminder to return.
Whatever restlessness the heart carries, when seen deeply, begins to subside on its own. Amid the vastness of mountains and forest, the mind need not search, only to see clearly, and to abide.
Morning here is not merely a moment in time, but a reminder to return.
Whatever restlessness the heart carries, when seen deeply, begins to subside on its own. Amid the vastness of mountains and forest, the mind need not search, only to see clearly, and to abide.
