When, despite the gales and throes of the day, there is a spark of beauty… There is a kind of strength which cannot be culled, when you are able to lift your voice in a song. Tonight there were a few old standards of mine, which I revisited in a few free minutes; the heart softened more than ever …
For those of you who have been following Manny and my trajectory from Massachusetts to India and back again, and are not rooted somewhere half-way 'round the world, I'd like to invite you to join us for an evening of pictures and stories. This Saturday, January 20th, at 7:15pm at the Yoga Center of Newburyport, we will …
The trail which brought Manny and me to Auroville had continued west from Pondy to Mysore, to the Tibetan Settlements near Kushalnagar, over Karnataka's Western Ghats, to fall (rather heavily) to earth on Goa's southern beaches. Good relaxation, if a little empty after the heights of spiritual and community travel we had engaged in to …
I expect that, having passed my bedtime by several hours now, I am exempt from morning yoga. There are some things you really must not allow to be pushed, though — the least effort is spent maintaining a ritual, then the ritual helps maintain everything else (such as reasonable sleeping hours and subsequent mental and …
Mrs. Rat Mrs. Rat was a good business woman. She ran a successful vegetable stall by the roadside. It was called "Cosmic Vegetables". Sometimes she would take the day off, and then hang up a somewhat curious sign which read: Closed. We have no mistakes today. This is due to the absence of mismanagement. …
Arrival follows departure and, unless you work tirelessly to avoid them, solitary travel invariably collects companions.
I can't leave Auroville without making mention of its spiritual and physical heart, the Matrimandir… though at the same time I feel there is almost nothing I can say that does any justice to the vision behind it, the experience of the area around it, or the power of insight and meditation it brings one. …
Most of the communities that exist in Auroville — as semi-autonomous communities, that is, with their own social structure and goals, texture and color — were founded by a few energetic people who wished to manifest the vision of Sri Aurobindo and The Mother in a particular and personal way. Some are recent, some have …
I have hesitated to begin this post. The dimensions of Auroville, the height and depth and breadth of the place in physical, spiritual, and social terms is so large, and each day filled with so many insights and meetings, that it is difficult to know where to start. Or better, there is so much new …