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Wow, After months of anticipation it's finally here. I leave for Delhi this Thursday. Friends and clients have been asking if I am excited, and to be honest, I've been working so hard getting ready there hasn't been a lot of time for excitement to creep in. It seems like I'm always in the what needs to be done mode. I think it will hit me on wed night, after I'm all packed and have doubled checked the don't forget to bring that list.
Tue, October 7, 2008 - 8:20 PM
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Never traveled with just a backpack before. This wasn't ... read more
While chanting with Krishna Das earlier tonight I had a melt down during the gospel type Jesus on the Mainline song....
Sun, September 14, 2008 - 11:56 PM
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"Jesus is on the mainline, tell him what you want. Jesus is on the mainline, tell him what you want. You've got to call him up and tell him what you want If you're sick and you want to get well, tell him what you want. If you're ......, tell him what you want. You've got to call him up and tell him what you want." Some folks who've seen KD have sent emails asking h... read more
I am the wind
Sun, September 14, 2008 - 11:33 PM
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and the wind changes me I am the moon and the moon helps me see I am the earth and the earth moves me I hear the spirits calling me I am free....
Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans.John Lennon
Sun, September 14, 2008 - 1:15 PM
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No Boy is worth crying over. And the one who is won't make you cry. Sarah Kane age-10 For the last time an erection does not count as personal growth. magnet on my fridge "How did i get so lucky to have my heart awakened to others and their suffering?" - Pema Chodron I learned this, at least, by my experiment: that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which ... read more
I step lightly through the crunching leaves
Sun, September 14, 2008 - 11:51 AM
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sky painting patches of blue in the trees. Discovering this trail holds many gifts for me. Ever grateful for the trust and love I see. Worn paths winding different ways, but I know only of this one. Complete in presence, I climb the mountain towards the rising sun. Falling and stumbling no longer happen, I catch myself before I trip over the roots. Singing as I dance through the forest, I stop to drink the sap from the shoots.... read more
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