Retreat

Life and Themes Jan 31, 10:53 AM  From the dark side comes a light It lands like a butterfly on the vase which holds the white rose of the night. The morning flutters. The sunlight wavers behind the hill. The gypsy spirit wakes up, stirs the curtains on the door of the tent. On and on the gypsy travels to follow the moon clashing in the lake with the spark of stars. On and on the gypsy traveled to find out what every woman wants. The gypsy traveled through lands of ice where women would not part their frozen lips. On and on the gypsy traveled through wastelands and towns where all that a woman wished was the next meal for the sleeping child. Passion, power, money, Beauty, youth, fame, long life, children and love; these are the things that make the stuff of women's dreams. The gypsy spirit woke up and gave a look at the light that landed on the vase which still carried the white rose sleeping in the light of the dawn. Jan 31 2019  Life ...

Meditations Aug 14, 2018  A vehicle on a journey, we happen to find this place. A place in the transit, something brought us here. And from the mountain peaks, they begin to speak: they are all there to meet us here, familiar, known over time, they know a lot already, and before we reached, they were already there. And the peace, the understanding that despite the agony, anguish and pain the energy of the light is always there. And here we accept that we are both- the wedding guests as well as the brides and the grooms, and at the end of the day we speak the truth which we espied on the way to this place that however hard we try to push the pace we come and go at the appointed hour. Something in us knew when to start. We were on the way to learn about anger and resentment, about the shadows and the light of doubt and faith, of the love that is dark and the love that is warm and real. Through the misty veils, we see the peaks of sunsh...

Meditations Aug 2, 2018  A Modern Lotus Sutra May the farmer till his field; in harmony with Nature sow the seeds, and reap the harvest in peace, and at night when he falls asleep dream of the lotus which is my Heart. May the horseman guard the fence by day, shield the borders of the city, and guard the people behind the walls of the state and at night as he falls asleep dream of the Lotus which my heart is. May the children go to school in the morning; play and learn joyously and safely come back home. Let their minds be nurtured and bodies grow, and at night as they fall asleep dream of the Lotus which my Heart is. May the farmers take the crops to markets, sell the goods at a fair price and while returning buy the things they need and at night as they fall asleep dream of the Lotus which my Heart is. In the evening before sunset may all the beings come to the shrine where I rest and at night as they fall asleep dream of the Lotus wh...