Dylan Tweney

The Eyak word for rain means “something is happening.”  –Eva Saulitis, Into Great Silence, p. 230 This sentence appears near the end of the book, where Saulitis talks about the Eyak people of the coastal rainforest of Alaska.  The Eyak are a distinct cultural group, separate from the Tlingit, who mi

Joss Fong and Cleo Abram of Recode/Vox Media did a great piece on how easy it is to send fake emails from domains that aren’t protected with authentication through DMARC. Their report includes an interview with me, and goes in-depth into how the technology works. The video got over 650k views on You

There’s a “Long Now” foundation, devoted to cultivating a broader, more expansive and inclusive sense of time: “Now” could mean not just this second, but this minute, this day, this year, this generation, this century. Perhaps we also need a “Big Here” foundation. After all, “here” could mean many t

Anticipatory grief is the mind going to the future and imagining the worst. To calm yourself, you want to come into the present. This will be familiar advice to anyone who has meditated or practiced mindfulness but people are always surprised at how prosaic this can be. You can name five things in t

“Imagine a boat of desperate refugees crossing the ocean. The boat gets caught in a storm and everyone panics. If everyone panics, there’s a high chance they will do the wrong thing and the boat will capsize. But if just one single person can remain calm, they will be able to inspire others to be […

surprisingly useful life advice from Arianna Huffington on LinkedIn

All we need to do to find what connects us is to look down at the dirt beneath our feet. Orion Magazine | United in Change

But more and more I am reminded of an older word: bodhicitta, Sanskrit for “awakened heart.” It is that moment when you are overwhelmed by a great compassion for all around you, and you finally let go of the attachment to yourself as a thing in isolation, something separate. The recognition of the w

It was—this was the secret, sudden thing—so delicious. Not knowing which way was which, or where the edges were. She was dissolved by it. She could drown right now and it would be a pleasure. “Night Swim”

half a moon and a crow’s glide fill the space between skyscrapers

All formations are impermanent. They are subject to birth and death. But remove the notions of birth and death, and this silence is called great joy. This Silence is Called Great Joy: A Teaching by Thich Nhat Hanh

The way I work with these events in my own life is, I notice what occurs (and what I feel and what I learn) rather than trying to make a specific result. That in itself is fairly rare. “Noticing what happens” is the thing that does not usually happen. The Day of the Higher Cause […]