In the last few weeks, as I've meditated on the end of a meaningful relationship in my life, I've found a lot of comfort in Lodro Rinzler's "Walk Like A Buddha." I first read through it on the train home from NYC. As I watched Harlem whip past in the golden hour, the little blue book open on my lap, I felt a surge of bliss. Although I've taken this route a thousand times, it felt different that day.

"Walk Like A Buddha" has often been billed as a beginner guide to Buddhism for millennials navigating a social landscape shaped by binge drinking and Tinder and the culture of busyness. Lodro's award-winning text, however, can also serve as a toolkit for environmental activists seeking a way to bring a greater sense of mindfulness into their missions.

I was drawn to "Walk..." because I wanted some advice on love and loss. I had always relished meditating with my partner in the mornings and it was gratifying to remind myself that I could pursue my mindfulness practice without him. As I read through, I realized that I wasn't just hungry for a more mindful approach to love; I was eager to explore a more mindful approach to activism.

To be an activist, Lodro suggests, is to be present in this world; to listen as much as we do. We need to learn how to awaken to what is not only when we are weathering romantic transitions, when we are practicing letting go, but also when we are exercising the power of conviction, when we are exploring our role as changemakers. Writes Lodro:

"Let your ability to be present inform your actions. Be with what is as opposed to how you wish things were. When you rest with what it, you will see the most skillful way to act. You will be able to tap in to your basic goodness and let your open heart transform the world."

I hope you read this book (ideally on a sun-soaked train ride home). I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. And even if you only go so far as to read this not very thorough and a little too personal review, I hope you find time today to rest with what is. The power of presence is infinite.


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