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You Would Have Made A Splendid Old Lady

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Dedication for Jerry and Dolores

When I first met Jerry Katz, Jerry was a happy go lucky philosopher and expounder of wisdom with no website. I was in the same boat and having fun. Jerry and I often debated about profound things and hurled wisdom filled words at each other. Jerry was good at ducking though. If a discussion did not go his way, Jerry would shift positions, saying that words do not mean much anyway. If I said Truth and Love were the same, Jerry would insist that Truth was higher than Love. If I said that Self was the highest Truth, Jerry would say no, there is something higher than Self. If I quoted Ramana, Jerry would quote Nisargadatta. If I read lines from Robert Frost, Jerry would take out his Walt Whitman poetry. If I talked about health foods, Jerry would talk about the donut shop that he goes to every morning. You get the drift. Jerry and I had to argue a little on a daily basis. All friendly stuff. Jerry never gets mad. Well, actually Jerry does swear sometimes.

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Art Energy: By Bobby Graham

Wonderful energy surrounds art. One teaches about the other.

My art is the art of color relationships creating harmony.

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Some of Harsha’s Poetry: By Harsha (Harsh K. Luthar, Ph.D.)

We are Like Candle Lights

The Magic Pull

No Night in the Season of Love

First, the lightening!

“I Was Ready To Tell” by Rumi

“Amritanubhav (The Nectar of Mystical Experience)” by Jnaneshwar

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Pearls: By Michael Read

The tears you shed
Lie as pearls upon the grass.Turning back to glance
Seeing where you’ve been
Your pearls lie there In the endless dew.

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May You Walk in Peace: By Michael Read

May you walk in peace
Through storm and fire.

You seek me out,
Through pain and fear.
You ask me why I do these things
Of horror and despair
That hides the beauty of your heart
And makes you cry out in anguish.

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Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath: By Mace Mealer

Why does compassion arise

with realization?

Because it was there

all along

waiting

to be

realized.

Tomoko Uemura
(photo by W. Eugene Smith)

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What is? By Mace Mealer

What is revealed
is empty of revelation,
What is known
holds no disparate
quality from
what is unknown.
What is sensed
transcends the capacity
for all communication.
What is existence
but the distillation
of all experience,
the primal essence
of being.
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Ruby Slippers: By Mace Mealer

ruby slippers
When selfless love
is present
you have entered
the door of liberation.
This capacity
was your
first birthday present.
Like Dorothy’s ruby slippers,
home has never
been more
than three clicks
away.
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Love’s Wind: By Mace Mealer

When the trees sing
it is the wind that
gives them voice.
When the heart sings,
what, but the
mystery of love
is at hand.
Cast wide the sails
of your heart
into the star filled
firmament
and love’s wind
will guide
you unerringly home

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Dance of Chance: By Mary Bianco

Somewhere,
in between
reality and illusion,
love and fear,
duality and nonduality,
sinner and saint,
truth and lie,
there exists a crevice,
a line so fine as to be nearly invisible.
One day,
while walking barefoot in the snow
with your nose close to the ground in search of food,
you trip and fall into the abyss of the crevice.
In the falling you suddenly realize that you are gazing
into the compassionate eyes of the One
Who is gently cradling you in warm and loving arms.

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