| 90011701 |
In meditation:
Theoreticals and practicals (yoga and healing). |
| 90012301 |
The call is silent,
subtle, and gradual. The answer is silent, subtle, and gradual. |
| 90012302 |
Remember to bathe also
the invisible body. |
| 90012501 |
Now is as fragile as it
is strong. |
| 90013101 |
To attune with, to join
the communion of 10,000 things living and dead, seen and unseen. |
| 90013102 |
Life is worship. How was
church yesterday? How will it be today? |
| 90013103 |
Each life has its own
rhythm. Find it—gently, like looking for a tiny diamond dropped in a bed of violets. |
| 90020601 |
It is possible that the
pattern of life is preparatory for some vaster malaise (suffering, not punishment) at
which we can only guess. (Büchner’s rip in the cosmic fabric.) |
| 90021201 |
The sun is
calling—roaring!
for messengers. Thunderous
music rolls across the sky.
Does no one hear?
I hear but I don’t know what to do
but listen and feel my happy heart. |
| 90022001 |
Change time, as needed. |
| 90022001 |
Generally, reading ahead
in the program guide should be avoided. |
| 90022101 |
Those who came before are
here. They came, went, go, come, will go, will come. |
| 90022102 |
Beware of planets with no
sense of humor. |
| 90022103 |
There is nothing but
this. Growth is discovering new parts of this. That’s all. All parts are open. |
| 90022104 |
Now is then, except when
then is now, in which case all is over. |
| 90022105 |
Decay turns stone to
lust. From lust to lust. |
| 90030701 |
Find a wise tree. Become
its friend. |
| 90030702 |
Neither the desires, the
ambitions, nor the possessions of the rich or the famous have value. Those lives are
profoundly and dangerously misdirected and misleading. Emulate or envy at your own risk. |
| 90030802 |
We are sculptors of time,
witting or unwitting. Your choice. |
| 90030803 |
The shape of the inner
door signifies what you find on the other side. The square door leads to a desolate, rocky
passage which gives way to a vast, rich jungle valley of organic potentials. |
| 90032701 |
How we cherish the
illusion of continuity |
| 90052201 |
No communion, no life. |
| 90052501 |
Less lying, more
communion. |
| 90052501 |
New knowledge. (Who is
the barbarian?) |
| 90052601 |
New land, new language,
new customs. The border crossing’s a bitch. |
