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A Meeting With A Buddhist Teacher: By Joyce Short

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I remember the first time I met a Buddhist teacher. A zen Roshi came to give a public talk.

Roshi began by saying that since we had all come to see him – he would take off his clothes if we liked.

Then, after a short Dharma talk – he made the assembled crowd stand up, put our hands on our hips, lean back, stick out our bellys and laugh.

At first the attempt was pretty pathetic, we were a very intense group – but, eventually we were rolling around on the floor laughing. A good laugh is the fastest way out of clinging that I have ever found.

Joyce Short

Joyce Short is a contributor to both the HarshaSatsangh and NondualitySalon mailing lists.


The image was taken by Jason Gregory

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A Meeting On A Forest Road: By Mazie Lane

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When I was ten years old, arthritis presented in my life and has remained my constant companion since. Not long after I became ill, my father, who worked for the state in the field of agriculture, was out on the road surveying orchards in Butte County. He had stopped by a river to eat his lunch and he settled down under a tree with a heavy heart, for he carried the Heartbreaking burden of a father who had to watch his Beloved child endure endless pain and a constant, relentless destruction of the body through joint deteriorization. He felt helpless in a way that might be rightly understood if one has ever had or has a child who is stricken with a catastrophic illness.

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A Tribute To Greg Goode: By Harsh K. Luthar, Ph.D.

It’s funny the things we remember about people. I met Dr. Greg Goode in 1999 at the Providence Zen Center retreat. Providence Zen Center is a beautiful and scenic place with accommodations for weekend or week long spiritual and meditative retreats. People from many diverse faiths and traditions had come from Canada, California, and many places in between. Dr. Goode was scheduled to give a session on deep body relaxation and visualization at the event.

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Keep the Flame of Your Love Burning: By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar

IMG_0111My Dearest and Wonderful Friends:

Thinking of all of you makes me smile with love, wonder, and gratitude.

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The Religion of Love In The New Century: By Ken Knight

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God is Love; Love is God.

This is a simple statement which most of us choose to ignore. Yet prema, the unconditioned love that is Brahman is at the core of our being. There are many who would argue that such statements are nonsense in the face of the daily reports of wars, disasters, corruption and greed that fill the media. Theologians come up with theories of ‘original sin’ and ‘samsara’ and ‘the problem of evil’, among many others, to explain the apparent lack of love in the world. Will the new decade produce the seeds of a brighter scene in the emerging century? Will this in turn awaken us to a century in which a spiritual Reality is the common vision?

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Satsang with Robert Adams: By Kheyala

One of the first stops after leaving Colorado that my best friend and I took in our new home-on-wheels (“Lakshmi”) was in Sedona, AZ to go to satsang with Robert Adams. Many of you may know that Robert Adams (whose body died a couple of years ago) sat before Ramana for years in Tiruvannamalai. Anyway, we knew that he was aging and that a special opportunity awaited us. Now, keep in mind that my consciously spiritual journey was rather new and I had previously immersed myself in the Satsang Mecca called Boulder. I had really gotten a feeling for what satsang was “supposed to” look like and went to Robert Adams’ place fully armed with my finest “spiritual” clothing, “spiritual” face, “spiritual” voice, and “spiritual” sitting posture.

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Stories of Sri Ramana Maharshi

This page contains selected links to stories or articles about Sri Ramana Maharshi. Some appear in prior issues of Harshasatsangh Magazine and others are reprinted
with permission of Ramanaashram.

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Stones and Keys: By Alan Larus

Yesterday,

deep inside the forest.

I heard these words.

Whispering between the trees.

‘For each and every stone and key

you turn along this path,

still the quest keeps going on.’

‘The soft edges of each stone,

the worn out handles of the keys

is not made by someone else,

but you.’

‘To tell you it’s already done.

Not once or twice,

but countless times throughout the centuries.’

‘Now turn yourself,

by going home

breaking this spell.

Saying: Never again! ‘

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Steve Toth’s Poetry

Natural Poet

Mayflies don’t even
have a mouth
They have to write their poems
in the air
until their wings wear out
& they die exhausted
Rocks speak very slowly
Their poems are hard
to read in one lifetime

Every creation gives
creation another chance
to work
Let’s meet where the seeds
go to die
& the sprouts come
to be born
Let’s read the poems
the Earth writes
to the Sun

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David Bozzi’s Poetry

My Master

is invisible.
Has no name.
Needs no defense.
Causes no controversy.
Can not be addicted to.
Can not be attached to.
Can not be the object of a club,
organization or religion.
My master defies all my knowing.

Once I believe my master can be defined,
has a name,
needs to be defended,
is controversial…

or

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