February 2012
30 posts
Everything all together was the flow of events, was the music of life. And if...
– Herman Hesse [from Siddhartha]
The Hermit : IX
“After a long and busy lifetime, building, creating, loving, hating, fighting, compromising, failing, succeeding, the Fool feels a profound need to retreat. In a small, rustic home deep in the woods, he hides, reading, cleaning, organizing, resting or just thinking. But every night at dusk he heads out, traveling across the bare, autumnal landscape. He carries only a staff and a...
Jaya Bhagavan. You are the lover and the beloved. You are all things.