Gazing, we do not see it, we call it empty space. Listening, we do not hear it, we call it silence. Reaching, we do not grasp it, we call it intangible. But here, we spin through it, electric, subtle, silent. - Leary
I like these ‘composite paintings’ from 18th century india. It reminds me of a composite Durga that my friend Dave game me once. Durga was created from the power and the energy of all...
14 Hugs Every Day! This month’s theme is simple and pure! More Hugging!In four parts: 1) When we were at our retreat in the Poconos, in April, there was a lovely Ayurvedic Phychologist, teaching...
I was directed to this article about Amma in Newsweek yesterday. It is short, and offensive, and mostly pointless. The comments to the article are the most interesting part. there are such gems as:...