Blackbird Singing in the Dead of Night Early in the morning before the sun expressed itself before blackbirds stopped singing in the dead of night the bells began to ring candles on windowsills pushed the darkness out gently but...
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A poem by Karen
Beloved There is no expansiveness more common than the soul It is the gift of wings when feet are rooted to the soil, when being is mistaken for limitation, when something seems irretrievably lost. Here, in a whirling heart,...
Nothing but Gratitude
Eli We both are missing being in satsang with you. But we are taking care of our bodies for right now which has been a great challenge my cancer came back just before New Years. We have both been growing in spite of our...
You are alive in me ever more deeply
Dearest Eli, I just returned from being at Harbin for a couple of days — on my own for the first time since Meera was born and it was very beautiful and rejuvenating. I wanted to share that I was in the hot pool with my heart at...
The realization is Everything
Five and a half year ago, I learned I had breast cancer. In the middle of a huge crowd of people a radiologist called to tell me the news on my cell phone. As I felt my mind and body tumble through space, Eli’s voice called out...
The Sangha in Hungary and my experience of the Leela Therapy
Dearest Eli and Everyone, No escape :). Last weekend I was literally taken to a sangha where I was asked to give a video-satsang and talk about my insights. Mysteriously a friend of mine called me last week to join him and talk...
Lifting the veils
Baden Baden, Germany Sixty of us gathered together to lift the veils. We came in as coaches, trainers, therapists, mothers, printers, pilots and more. We saw through the veils to what is untouched by all identity. We...
Australia report
Aussie Report We are nearing the end of our tour here in Australia. We love the people, the culture and the countryside. The sangha here is deep and true. Many people have reported first being in retreat with...
Budapest report
When Gangaji and I first came to Budapest in the 1980s, our first impression was of Border Patrol Soldiers with guns and Red Stars on their hats going through our luggage in our train compartment as we crossed the border. (It felt...
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