“I am the secret clear stream running beneath the surface of the earth and you are my constant dream, love of my soul running with me beneath the surface of the earth. We are Eros and Psyche.” As I feel the gentle mystical warm breeze on my skin today, I think...
“Two lovers float entwined in one another, ensnared by their emotion. He envelops and engages; she resists and surrenders. They struggle as one with equal passion and with passion equally. She balances his head in her arms. She supports him and nurtures his...
The knight in shining armour saves the damsel in distress. This is what most people remember about traditional fairy tales. But this is not where the story ends and there is much more wisdom in these tales, if one has the eye to see it. Throughout the tale, the knight...
Today I was reading about the Buddhist monks and remembered how the only possession that they are allowed to have is their alms or what people call “begging bowls”. Every day they’d go to near village and collect donations in their alms, as people...
Here I am, with Van Gogh’s “Starry Night Over the Rhône.” I’ve always loved art, though I admit that I usually stroll through the gallery rooms rather quickly. It’s a seeking. A restless seeking until the moment something grabs me, and I am consumed by it. Today, I...
