tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73083142141812168032024-02-18T20:26:26.308-08:00Tears of Sorrow, Tears of JoyAhimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-20635517043414155802011-06-27T13:14:00.000-07:002011-06-27T13:18:20.380-07:00The Love that Lives Between<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzY9Cqo9wlB9iTOmDOfcYOm4F87g1CUOZrQ0-RCUBoyDKIJnYyPL6Yy7qjrl44c8VScU8LVZJAc7rBXwoX75bu-NKwYdvkp__7PgldQt-8HgWLClCEjq98IajHfvHhOv1HugpcE_a6nU/s1600/Ahimsananda2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzY9Cqo9wlB9iTOmDOfcYOm4F87g1CUOZrQ0-RCUBoyDKIJnYyPL6Yy7qjrl44c8VScU8LVZJAc7rBXwoX75bu-NKwYdvkp__7PgldQt-8HgWLClCEjq98IajHfvHhOv1HugpcE_a6nU/s320/Ahimsananda2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622995923853790034" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " ><b><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">If you and I,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">and all we see,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">are products of the mind.</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">An open wound,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">a broken heart,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">are often what we find.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">We seek for God,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">we seek for peace,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">we separate ourselves.</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">We try to find some</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">answers in the books</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">upon the shelves.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">But God and we</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">aren't separate,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">when all is said and done.</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">The more we look,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">the more we see</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">that God and we are One.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">When words and thoughts</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">speak not to us,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">and "<em>God </em>" dwells in the mind,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">The only truth is</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Silence now,</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">no "<em>I am </em>" can I find.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Without the "<em>me</em>",</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">without the "<em>God</em>",</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">the Truth is plainly seen.</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">The only Real that ever was;</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><em>The Love</em></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><em>that lives between.</em></p></b></span>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-42371012590010263632011-06-06T16:35:00.000-07:002011-06-06T16:40:07.335-07:00I sat alone today<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs42qZtTAjkVuCk8OWAtOwmtfW-m4yl5HT9ECnJI5GtA5stpTE8hLseNkf3Xe6sSY32V-CoJ6xu_yvc-2f33pNg7-ffW4VYLmaI5gud6wWnzCRZSNgFeO29QaQAB6A8mfY2KtAx8eGUNk/s1600/om.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs42qZtTAjkVuCk8OWAtOwmtfW-m4yl5HT9ECnJI5GtA5stpTE8hLseNkf3Xe6sSY32V-CoJ6xu_yvc-2f33pNg7-ffW4VYLmaI5gud6wWnzCRZSNgFeO29QaQAB6A8mfY2KtAx8eGUNk/s320/om.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615255063942379554" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><b><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">I sat alone today</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">and left behind the</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">"I am".</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">I sat alone today</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">and emptied my head</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">of self/no self.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">I sat alone today</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">and dangled my toes</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">in life's answers.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">I sat alone today</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">and cried for sorrow</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">and for Joy!</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">I sat alone today</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">without the "I am".</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">I simply was.</p></b></span></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-8532204937679269472011-06-03T15:18:00.000-07:002011-06-03T15:22:26.196-07:00Ripples<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPX9wqnnaJ8fladjr-KJWMulMoc7f4moTFX-kpwT3TIg3FMbhNz7zhexDzozhx6mYswkf2iKAh8FRlwkWNDYG7QrVWxrrrewiIOl3Get05_CM607VtwBxKsvztVLJDFZ2qeUy13UBsIp8/s1600/Concentric+Circles.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPX9wqnnaJ8fladjr-KJWMulMoc7f4moTFX-kpwT3TIg3FMbhNz7zhexDzozhx6mYswkf2iKAh8FRlwkWNDYG7QrVWxrrrewiIOl3Get05_CM607VtwBxKsvztVLJDFZ2qeUy13UBsIp8/s320/Concentric+Circles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614121781597999330" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >"Love, like a drop of dew,</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >falls gently on the quite stream</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >of Love itself,</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >and "<em>life </em>" begins.</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >Like the ever widening ripples</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >stirred by the single drop,</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >life goes on until it returns</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >into the stillness of the stream."</span></b></p><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "><br /></div></span></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-74369735106536636162011-05-28T15:03:00.000-07:002011-05-28T15:08:11.633-07:00The Ink Flows Freely<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf4sUkWljg9XHJV9bHdl0fUApfuqXr6bSAcMxum6Mr4PAbxGO-0lU5HxuqMmzYioahy4JwEoZJHer8yl1wUwp0GOuJyG1_fkqop5gWAx4PyTULzXU6FWFtpcOAlQj-w_mG0wyFUYGGwzo/s1600/man-writing-with-quill-pen.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf4sUkWljg9XHJV9bHdl0fUApfuqXr6bSAcMxum6Mr4PAbxGO-0lU5HxuqMmzYioahy4JwEoZJHer8yl1wUwp0GOuJyG1_fkqop5gWAx4PyTULzXU6FWFtpcOAlQj-w_mG0wyFUYGGwzo/s320/man-writing-with-quill-pen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611891420742182258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">The ink in the pen,</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">like all perceived,</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">is Love itself.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">With words,</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">either drawn</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> upon the brain,</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">or laid to paper,</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">I lose the very image</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">given on a cloud.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Clear in heart</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">but vague</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">in consciousness,</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">tears of recognition</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">run down the cheek.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Oh, that I could</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">hand it to you</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">like a ripened plum.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Perhaps you might</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">seek the tree</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">to which I point.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Finding the Fruit</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">is your affair.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Consuming it's essence</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">is silent, singular.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Perhaps the</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">tree of life</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">to which I point,</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">will expose it's fruit</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">and you will be</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">consumed in the consuming.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">I can give only</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">the Love that flows</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">from the pen. </p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">pointing where it may.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Given by Love itself,</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> the ink flows freely.</p><div><br /></div></span></span><br /></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-34827879787190501022011-05-27T10:06:00.000-07:002011-05-27T15:41:16.927-07:00Unfolding Love<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCcJtrO8mnHQF3oqIBtbq7o295UE9JE_zV9VHR2K3PdjeGfvlgZ7rSrvkI9uS7XfTlwxSYuZXxRDFXfC6tbdatswCdWswupOMEnMK0CcRNeZWp0wvvlsxnWWIN_vZX7HQwxS9YlCS1atU/s1600/boy+dancing.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span><span></span></span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCcJtrO8mnHQF3oqIBtbq7o295UE9JE_zV9VHR2K3PdjeGfvlgZ7rSrvkI9uS7XfTlwxSYuZXxRDFXfC6tbdatswCdWswupOMEnMK0CcRNeZWp0wvvlsxnWWIN_vZX7HQwxS9YlCS1atU/s320/boy+dancing.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611444908717154834" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " >Unfolding from between the soft hiding places</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " > of Father's coat,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " > we sally forth, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " >safe in Love. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " >Imagining mountains and valleys</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " > in the unfolding of the sheets and blankets </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; ">around our toes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; ">,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " > life is unfolding in one </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " >sensuous,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " > awkward, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; " >bumbling pirouette. </span></div></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-27678756421221735102011-04-11T12:52:00.000-07:002011-04-11T13:02:26.187-07:00Love's Expression<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2aF_T5Ohxp4dshVH_b1omiGsQG7STHCqUrwUKhiHmr8R3-GnvqsM12QCEONF3CY0cwSEfRziRI5nKzDcYgIVZfHsF3c7-H76g1_ms7f7HERmRp28neBWGmYGgMfd5CnOu2XzO1qgbzrk/s1600/monk+writing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2aF_T5Ohxp4dshVH_b1omiGsQG7STHCqUrwUKhiHmr8R3-GnvqsM12QCEONF3CY0cwSEfRziRI5nKzDcYgIVZfHsF3c7-H76g1_ms7f7HERmRp28neBWGmYGgMfd5CnOu2XzO1qgbzrk/s320/monk+writing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594418409493920610" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal">Does this "<i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">story</i>" of Love become "<i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">real</i>" </p><p class="MsoNormal">in <i>my</i> writing it,</p> <p class="MsoNormal">or in <i>your</i> reading it?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Or is the reality in the </p><p class="MsoNormal">Love expressing itself as "<i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">both</i>"?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-47913615545326211152011-04-11T12:31:00.000-07:002011-04-11T12:39:55.901-07:00Ramana's Smile<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMfcMgnWY8rmK7xey3GjZd1utggQsMxbYW3HnlrqdAK2tkmIJ282iPzXWHVmZ6erMn3krHpBxTteWA0fZUsmr2iKxD80B7713KF7thWlxjHgTkoMh7j2bAfusDLhz3fl6Q5DecQtUlYo/s1600/smilingB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMfcMgnWY8rmK7xey3GjZd1utggQsMxbYW3HnlrqdAK2tkmIJ282iPzXWHVmZ6erMn3krHpBxTteWA0fZUsmr2iKxD80B7713KF7thWlxjHgTkoMh7j2bAfusDLhz3fl6Q5DecQtUlYo/s320/smilingB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594412826838661570" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal">"If I allow you to </p> <p class="MsoNormal">interpret</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ramana's words</p> <p class="MsoNormal">for me,</p> <p class="MsoNormal">who will be found</p> <p class="MsoNormal">to interpret</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ramana's Smile? "</p></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-37947639216445737582011-03-25T14:27:00.000-07:002011-03-25T14:42:06.830-07:00The Wonder of the Child<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTz39XsnGo7JZPE1MF-aeQQYj_HD1-qZD-u6iS0u84Tos6IjbQJgdgDJbzzIEALfhgw4VOYP1dlYvl38x8L2Gmjkcr4L0Ca2WVYaTUU3RbOi1XshUqjuBU0J-qCZVc9BeDXbsuGNnRpo0/s1600/p-325+child+wonder.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTz39XsnGo7JZPE1MF-aeQQYj_HD1-qZD-u6iS0u84Tos6IjbQJgdgDJbzzIEALfhgw4VOYP1dlYvl38x8L2Gmjkcr4L0Ca2WVYaTUU3RbOi1XshUqjuBU0J-qCZVc9BeDXbsuGNnRpo0/s320/p-325+child+wonder.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588133033051211106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">To recapture the</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wonder of the Child,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">is to look into</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the face of God -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and find him smiling back.</div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-41488098806845979452011-03-18T16:45:00.001-07:002011-03-18T16:48:49.618-07:00Healing with Wise Love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjBt7PdNSqqThzlyH_tUyYCzsI-vVxe4twBRb2qF_FuORnIKkkEBGIP_dCz4wqrCbVuaI7sZaL1PUNCqPcCytpBvkmArsUb1oTB26pJUyBQxK10MRU6YkoXeNqrnADhLLM1fukwEk75Yc/s1600/despairwindowbd-phcom.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 205px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjBt7PdNSqqThzlyH_tUyYCzsI-vVxe4twBRb2qF_FuORnIKkkEBGIP_dCz4wqrCbVuaI7sZaL1PUNCqPcCytpBvkmArsUb1oTB26pJUyBQxK10MRU6YkoXeNqrnADhLLM1fukwEk75Yc/s320/despairwindowbd-phcom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585570923620337314" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">First we must open a wound</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">in the heart,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">and then heal it </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">with Wise Love.</p>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-91731138917817597872011-03-16T12:00:00.000-07:002011-03-16T12:11:43.380-07:00Judge Not<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjuUwHDERVsi0e6PUU9Qo73ZZ9Uof865w3_DVIVo2u_shWmLeZ3dg_lr7ogVqlUtjwtwliMDoNQUCGN9cXTS5SAtPqYuBAIFvbd0fvnZkqrjEqxJx3UxR5qmg4vrKC-zw7HLH1y5U6rQ/s1600/judge+not.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjuUwHDERVsi0e6PUU9Qo73ZZ9Uof865w3_DVIVo2u_shWmLeZ3dg_lr7ogVqlUtjwtwliMDoNQUCGN9cXTS5SAtPqYuBAIFvbd0fvnZkqrjEqxJx3UxR5qmg4vrKC-zw7HLH1y5U6rQ/s320/judge+not.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584757435376576754" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"When we judge another's spirituality,</div><div style="text-align: center;">we often say little about their's</div><div style="text-align: center;">and much about our own."</div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-56832198617316474022011-03-16T09:54:00.000-07:002011-03-16T10:42:28.736-07:00Ego's Announcement<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7BrUGprkoL0bStb9SvqP58Yu3GnUwBUxVib-UnQ2cigehWgn0ZR2OL96CJ3wdSZkluJJ0vUO_GsSOE6KfXBu8CAYqfXaYXEzYqzHIFVxM2edrqFrTtl7PIsg1A4SfTEYCawdP3DoFnU/s1600/egomaniac.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7BrUGprkoL0bStb9SvqP58Yu3GnUwBUxVib-UnQ2cigehWgn0ZR2OL96CJ3wdSZkluJJ0vUO_GsSOE6KfXBu8CAYqfXaYXEzYqzHIFVxM2edrqFrTtl7PIsg1A4SfTEYCawdP3DoFnU/s320/egomaniac.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584722800179354290" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"When enlightenment is declared,</div><div style="text-align: center;">it's the ego that makes the announcement!"</div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-20795024360476181652011-03-10T07:31:00.000-08:002011-03-10T07:35:26.673-08:00The Kiss of Stillness<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8yZXJ1q5WPCF_oTebathZ7VR-eg4L7qI9rjOaowm2XbSlo2q6GnTXHQv6sOaFT5ZiGYEuO4nmNxTxUnBtCeHqRM3b0mwlxoW5ubU2LXIY68b7ceu024fXZU06VLs5lJdyMxD_uS1jT8c/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8yZXJ1q5WPCF_oTebathZ7VR-eg4L7qI9rjOaowm2XbSlo2q6GnTXHQv6sOaFT5ZiGYEuO4nmNxTxUnBtCeHqRM3b0mwlxoW5ubU2LXIY68b7ceu024fXZU06VLs5lJdyMxD_uS1jT8c/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582474826342242690" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">The kiss of stillness comes from</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>the wordless understanding of </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Love without subject or object, </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">and unlimited potential, </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">without the concept of time.</p>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-57937792884029262912011-02-25T13:45:00.001-08:002011-02-25T13:48:28.528-08:00Where only Love Dwells<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRofSfvhuexJvyuDFGxc9QQYlQGbqhj0svavG52Vkygjx06W7W9TsxpR05RSJUUh41v6sP27v7r5E7vSNvm6PJ7ANs7WAXQNg1TllrAMhfoEyyg61-hkN8un9mmIQKsZHbrx5xOueaya4/s1600/prayer-beads.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRofSfvhuexJvyuDFGxc9QQYlQGbqhj0svavG52Vkygjx06W7W9TsxpR05RSJUUh41v6sP27v7r5E7vSNvm6PJ7ANs7WAXQNg1TllrAMhfoEyyg61-hkN8un9mmIQKsZHbrx5xOueaya4/s320/prayer-beads.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577747038397016994" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >I take my stand </span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">in that space between</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">God and myself,</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">where only Love Dwells.</div></span></span>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-26089446805110976802011-02-25T13:41:00.000-08:002011-02-25T13:44:36.214-08:00Faces in the Mirror<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfUanTpucRiOsOOjEQhk1fQYuiLoMOQ4Nek0om-TrCJHxsmJBGwZ9atzE8z_hxskw34HDQmBk-b9HSdHKSShcWhUDAG61ZBOZjEzRhsY3BcNItDOAPRkXb3PlH_zwHlGetrAgSPBV2mFo/s1600/Baby-Kissing-on-Mirror.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfUanTpucRiOsOOjEQhk1fQYuiLoMOQ4Nek0om-TrCJHxsmJBGwZ9atzE8z_hxskw34HDQmBk-b9HSdHKSShcWhUDAG61ZBOZjEzRhsY3BcNItDOAPRkXb3PlH_zwHlGetrAgSPBV2mFo/s320/Baby-Kissing-on-Mirror.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577746209107173698" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Through Love's Childlike play,</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">my face, and God's are reflected </div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">in the same Mirror.</div></span></span>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-21472404288451835682011-02-25T13:37:00.000-08:002011-02-25T13:41:16.126-08:00Gratitude and Trust<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2K9dvF-rdY1cs1JW0gwB5anVYJBPSyrmEEGSMlb_oIJNPT4eoAkm9g75XrUaJyahvfpHTBGkmFbHReI047cMnxZsjteI8yBkNCnq5ifD42nHM_OoAHqoWQVbkT84igiSVNE1Jf_vhAqs/s1600/Alabama+Hills.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2K9dvF-rdY1cs1JW0gwB5anVYJBPSyrmEEGSMlb_oIJNPT4eoAkm9g75XrUaJyahvfpHTBGkmFbHReI047cMnxZsjteI8yBkNCnq5ifD42nHM_OoAHqoWQVbkT84igiSVNE1Jf_vhAqs/s320/Alabama+Hills.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577745290258532978" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Each Dawn, in the Sunrise, I am Gratitude.</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Each eve, in the Sunset, I am Trust.</span></div></span>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-33793319436694331442011-02-25T13:34:00.000-08:002011-02-25T13:37:06.735-08:00The Empty Vessel<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRCMMJN5rkZmNVPrlIRS5NbcO2p6qMQLzmHgPc-EeZTfQBmtejWA7Z9JAl3O8IljfMe-Q3uk0Fc8sJ8E_m9xbEqhARN_OM5PuNG-qvwQRcrJEx-NeM7nSTq1LohxyNPhkAwG39iaf-QY/s1600/empty+vessel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRCMMJN5rkZmNVPrlIRS5NbcO2p6qMQLzmHgPc-EeZTfQBmtejWA7Z9JAl3O8IljfMe-Q3uk0Fc8sJ8E_m9xbEqhARN_OM5PuNG-qvwQRcrJEx-NeM7nSTq1LohxyNPhkAwG39iaf-QY/s320/empty+vessel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577744235726805922" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >"The empty vessel catches the Rain."</span></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-72099613902256591512011-02-25T13:30:00.000-08:002011-02-25T13:34:10.126-08:00Complete Understanding<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDhXg0kkxQYiQEZDdTPEWyAnt244sNVfr4lktqI713hkxI06A5M48qAszAW_ESxT2z39j8E2s028nAyMXSSI8dF_cdup5e68cTpwCgIZuS6SPpnE__3F0qdyR8OtfGiMVYXam9mSzXjR8/s1600/5331406630_ed2caf1b4f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDhXg0kkxQYiQEZDdTPEWyAnt244sNVfr4lktqI713hkxI06A5M48qAszAW_ESxT2z39j8E2s028nAyMXSSI8dF_cdup5e68cTpwCgIZuS6SPpnE__3F0qdyR8OtfGiMVYXam9mSzXjR8/s320/5331406630_ed2caf1b4f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577743568588309042" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >"When you completely understand </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >that there is no complete understanding, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >your understanding is complete."</span></span></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-9384301900390952712011-02-25T13:22:00.000-08:002011-02-25T13:29:30.542-08:00Love in Action and in Silence<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7KJTChFmf1InWEazDMVRZrCm63poB-JhewrTXcBo9nXOoDczszZ9vtbEanvgvzWqBzq_E4VfGiyVUHh4sF5txuGxhtbxbWDvWqap6pcs1Z8faMPj0dFUpOpqMb-EqiiduHiWgGAa_lJA/s1600/weeping+christ.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7KJTChFmf1InWEazDMVRZrCm63poB-JhewrTXcBo9nXOoDczszZ9vtbEanvgvzWqBzq_E4VfGiyVUHh4sF5txuGxhtbxbWDvWqap6pcs1Z8faMPj0dFUpOpqMb-EqiiduHiWgGAa_lJA/s320/weeping+christ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577741871800950690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >The disappointment of finding our image of "God" is illusion,<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >is quickly overcome by the Realization that we are<br />"</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >God's" Love in Action and in Silence.</span></span></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-81494863546236330762011-02-25T13:16:00.002-08:002011-02-25T13:19:29.223-08:00Non-Duality<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPw-1hgoFht3wKiUxrlTlwWNKba_6cLXLzukBCidU9uvJe7MJiPDbZFCugcSUA0Avj3GUhZzvo6eAduLuu3ZkNvBnIMKkfnqkFdD71EkoHYElmYHeGktheyuVPb7BWuMVL1uk8S4gbwqQ/s1600/Om.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPw-1hgoFht3wKiUxrlTlwWNKba_6cLXLzukBCidU9uvJe7MJiPDbZFCugcSUA0Avj3GUhZzvo6eAduLuu3ZkNvBnIMKkfnqkFdD71EkoHYElmYHeGktheyuVPb7BWuMVL1uk8S4gbwqQ/s320/Om.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577739535411993986" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">"God" and "I" are One,</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span">when "God" and "I" are not.</span></div></span>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-62450939538905154462011-02-25T13:11:00.000-08:002011-02-26T10:53:16.033-08:00Love in Action<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVl3NWuJJtingXOoU2tfBAG4TlmEYNHSpTXkHLIDm8xzUFGop8VWOTLbI2TXyMWg6OTeoaS8yKCe3wBfGyJHTExo_xv_qurG7n-7V98kwvBb8TLMcubt61zkweuiq4gLc0cDeUUWdt5ZI/s1600/stjohnofgod.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVl3NWuJJtingXOoU2tfBAG4TlmEYNHSpTXkHLIDm8xzUFGop8VWOTLbI2TXyMWg6OTeoaS8yKCe3wBfGyJHTExo_xv_qurG7n-7V98kwvBb8TLMcubt61zkweuiq4gLc0cDeUUWdt5ZI/s320/stjohnofgod.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577738379476512450" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">"Instead of trying to impress others with our "knowledge" </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">and clever humor,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">why not simply lose the "self" in Love?</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">There is more Truth in the act of </div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">wiping a sick person's backside, </div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">than in all the Spiritual texts put together."</div></span></span>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-50107088547671745042011-02-25T13:02:00.000-08:002011-02-25T13:10:56.317-08:00The Last Duality<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4k1dRnOkVj5dgOqDUnkDoi0GhpspZcjO-gcm8TF6nqlICgGXyHyM-PFfrZ20zpaQlwEGVXYCmfDWnIDIO5g1PIDK6gZnP_1iKIlH5Sp-D4tJ2IKo7LNHoT0d7vRkJgvfyi9js7ce3_Hs/s1600/illusions_11.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4k1dRnOkVj5dgOqDUnkDoi0GhpspZcjO-gcm8TF6nqlICgGXyHyM-PFfrZ20zpaQlwEGVXYCmfDWnIDIO5g1PIDK6gZnP_1iKIlH5Sp-D4tJ2IKo7LNHoT0d7vRkJgvfyi9js7ce3_Hs/s320/illusions_11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577737486915002690" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " >After we have discerned the real from the illusory,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " > the interior from the exterior, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " >we need to resolve the duality of </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " >both interior vs. exterior and real vs. illusory.</span></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-16392157873597205842011-02-25T12:54:00.000-08:002011-02-25T13:02:01.893-08:00Hang On!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwhftyTkjdnHSKB_TEt65bUPutKTQhTCg1jdeZL-yQ85ObZj_eab4pC-HOpJ4IDvMwucSxSZvsg03A7HcFz1GQMgCG-YhVtZ1wTuxfh5AWfDSkhceWxWZNFdji8cOBiBJjVAFfDrfK-HI/s1600/A123.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwhftyTkjdnHSKB_TEt65bUPutKTQhTCg1jdeZL-yQ85ObZj_eab4pC-HOpJ4IDvMwucSxSZvsg03A7HcFz1GQMgCG-YhVtZ1wTuxfh5AWfDSkhceWxWZNFdji8cOBiBJjVAFfDrfK-HI/s320/A123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577735249025704594" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " >When religion, thought, and mind are seen through,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " >and the "other" stands naked as illusion,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">all that is left is to embrace Life with the </span></div><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">illusory arms of Love, and hang on.</span></div></span></span>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-90465843720713921372011-02-25T12:43:00.000-08:002011-02-25T12:53:31.486-08:00Without Tears<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHuDUGS4oJreK34hBqR6uBEt526c6bnXww4cCltfKwV2WkZ_HoFtWA7QTt-o8qz1nxQAk_y95zq1WYC1vmDE9yaeObD5tstDE89ytYGwNpCnndCtrjWe45UNXskxWyMEM1bnThNkoHx0k/s1600/Fall-Leaves1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHuDUGS4oJreK34hBqR6uBEt526c6bnXww4cCltfKwV2WkZ_HoFtWA7QTt-o8qz1nxQAk_y95zq1WYC1vmDE9yaeObD5tstDE89ytYGwNpCnndCtrjWe45UNXskxWyMEM1bnThNkoHx0k/s320/Fall-Leaves1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577732975880418594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJUJpJs44e9egh1p-rA_jnVJ3eTNyvZNkVTVUatkY5OadZm355g8ssAQZAcUVk_bYFcg44v81x9ZkRTYGe44f2jm9M4RD3eeDa5c_P0c1dz4hisC8POqo_XBNro9ujkANDanCto2fMy3g/s1600/falcon_gallery_15_450x300.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJUJpJs44e9egh1p-rA_jnVJ3eTNyvZNkVTVUatkY5OadZm355g8ssAQZAcUVk_bYFcg44v81x9ZkRTYGe44f2jm9M4RD3eeDa5c_P0c1dz4hisC8POqo_XBNro9ujkANDanCto2fMy3g/s320/falcon_gallery_15_450x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577732703850456514" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>The chill wind blows.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>The crimson-yellow leaf</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>shivers and falls,</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>without tears.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "> </p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>The falcon and the dove dance.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>The falcon; the dance of life,</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>the dove; the dance of death,</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>without tears.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "> </p></span>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-56535715668723027222011-02-25T12:28:00.000-08:002011-02-25T16:27:07.117-08:00Bubbles<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimEknEk5HG7s0ZQuKeydNZ2RoMT2Qj2p4k3cDF7X6b-Tqciy1i39iflkT9mkG_H7CrtNK7CjRvq1h_UxOkgm06rz8l0I4Q80gkpqsLtpgCVaJH8Ub_GkQEyL5KHingVyFx8aiOtYfbngQ/s1600/bubbles-debi-watson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimEknEk5HG7s0ZQuKeydNZ2RoMT2Qj2p4k3cDF7X6b-Tqciy1i39iflkT9mkG_H7CrtNK7CjRvq1h_UxOkgm06rz8l0I4Q80gkpqsLtpgCVaJH8Ub_GkQEyL5KHingVyFx8aiOtYfbngQ/s320/bubbles-debi-watson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577727362526710946" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " ><i>"Like the Bubbles from a Child's pipe, </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " ><i>thoughts, concepts and worlds arise in luminous fascination;</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " ><i> only to burst into a sudden shower of nothingness."</i></span></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314214181216803.post-47510304565649439562011-02-25T12:13:00.000-08:002011-02-25T12:19:55.471-08:00An Open Mind<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB3mAxzn4v008EF5a09Y6HtX1wNK5yl_TZdsSkwubHxLjmLSa1NDRhnmHTPyl8zkEiGgvizDWNTt76mQilacw5Jgmn7XOO6r4BrzB5Rg-Pg6BTaGVDX54CiAHSvB1Dz1kq0FMW2xh_u6M/s1600/open+mind.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB3mAxzn4v008EF5a09Y6HtX1wNK5yl_TZdsSkwubHxLjmLSa1NDRhnmHTPyl8zkEiGgvizDWNTt76mQilacw5Jgmn7XOO6r4BrzB5Rg-Pg6BTaGVDX54CiAHSvB1Dz1kq0FMW2xh_u6M/s320/open+mind.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577723549882148706" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>"A Truly Open Mind Accepts All </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>and Clings to None."</i></span></span></div>Ahimsanandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15739534321596458568noreply@blogger.com0