The Gist of Gita
Whatever happened to you,
it went on well.
Whatever is happening now
is going well.
Whatever has to happen
will also be good.
Too Much Mind!!
Sep 18, 2007 | Poetry
The Perceiver in me is weary
of old conversations made of concepts
and brilliant insights that fortify or blame;
eyes and ears turn away to the peace
that dwells in cells.
Emily Dickinson, the Brain, and God
Jun 25, 2007 | Poetry
The Brain — is wider than the Sky —
For — put them side by side —
The one the other will contain
With ease — and you — beside —
Controlled Folly
Apr 23, 2007 | Poetry
I have lately been thinking about the motivation to create and innovate, serve others, and add goodness to the world—what I call “horizontal growth.” On the other hand, if this world is a dream we are collectively dreaming, and we can oscillate out of it every other moment into a direct experience of the divine, is there a purpose to improving it or is it already perfect in its original state?
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