Coffee, please

Perhaps it’s all a dream. (It’s been said so, many times.) And every aspect of the dream, enraptured and animated by a breath still being drawn, has been designed to wake us up.

From the inside out

We create the world we live in. Some among us inhabit heavenly realms.

The eyes of Ramakrishna

We are not our children, grandchildren or genealogies.

We are not our jobs or curriculum vitae.

We are not our cars, houses or accounts.

We are not our politics or sports teams.

We are not our lovers or friends.

We are not even our bodies.

We are the awareness of forms, not the forms themselves.

Step lightly now. It’s a beautiful world.