Tales from and off the mat. Journey Through The Past Legacy from the Black Sea. You have rekindled this fire inside me. And now I am burning, BURNING! That if I stepped into a stream,. The waters would carry this fire. And all the oceans in the world. The slow passage of time. As I wait for you to appear to me. Deeper into the night I go. For your face o my Beloved. Then slowly, too slowly for time.

Sometimes people write to me. I really appreciate it! I know as well as you do what it can mean when a generally motor-mouth blogger goes silent. The harder I struggle against it, the more stuck I feel.

How lucky my friend that our ways crossed! We could have continued to be strangers for the rest of our lives, had it not been for this fortuitous event. You arrived at this inn that I check into every so often. The hosts are friendly and the guests I have come across appear to be charming people to say the least. So, as they say, Welcome Aboard! What do I do here? Nice question indeed. You know what? But here is a parting messag.

The place my posts call home. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Forms the setting for a post. And every time I have written about the waves, it has always been with fondness. I wrote previously about the rather sad state of the Marina beach.

They have harder tests than us! I knew my guru was a high being, but I had no physical contact with Him, only str.

Causes and Effects Satsang with Atmananda. We all know that all that is born will die. Merits that we earn through good thoughts, words and actions. Lead a conscious and c.

Watch the Gap between Two Breaths. Satsang in Dubai on 15th July 2015, part I. Love happens when all the clutter is removed. If you look back into your life all these years, love has been happening by itself. So, how do you love yourself? Number one is acceptance.

Here, we commemorate survival. It was supposed to be one of those quick and easy writing projects with a specific goal. The ones where words tumble out so deliberately and evenly that it almost reads too easily. With Paper, Paint, and Stitches.

19 Signs Your Married to a Narcissist. Things were bad right from the start, but I was too young and naive to see it. Sometimes I feel like an idiot. Not for the things I do wrong, according to him. Narcissist- Just a Big Baby.