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Forgive - and forget the past….

"We are not to feel guilty. We are not to in any way get angry with ourselves. But we have to forgive and we should know that we are the temples of the divine. Not to put yourself down by anything kind of mistakes you have done. Please don’t remember them. You have to be in the present. In the present in a very pleasant mood. Forget the past. Forget the past. Please forget the past."

Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi - 22 July 1988, extract from public programme, Balboa Park, San Diego, USA.


Nocturne No. 20 in C sharp minor, Op. posth. - Chopin

Chopin - Nocturne No. 20 in C sharp minor, Op. posth.



Such beauty.

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An enlightened Swadishtan chakra - producing enlightened art

So the people with this chakra enlightened [Swadishtan] start creating things of very eternal values, of universal values. Anywhere you take such a thing – you’ll take it to India, you take it to China, you take it to Japan or you take it to America, anywhere – any human being who sees that, sees the beauty of the Spirit, because it gives you joy in your Spirit. So the pure art is produced too. That’s the purity, or I would say the holy art is produced too. When you start producing that holy art, then you should believe that you have got an enlightenment on that chakra

                            Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi, September 8th 2009.

In Liverpool, even in death, it’s hard to get away from football - a micro short story

The priest looked around the room, nervously, seeking out a friendly face. There were none. His gaze settled on me and he said, “I know you from somewhere.”

“I don’t think so.” 

“I never forget a face. Walton maybe?”

“What do you mean, Walton?”

“Walton Jail,” he said.

“I hope you’re joking, I live in London. Never been in a jail, Walton or otherwise.”

“Your face looks familiar”, he insisted.

From his perspective, I guess he thought he’d broken the conversational ice. Despite the faux pas, he was talking, and someone was talking to him.

He tried again. “Did the old lady have any favorite hymns?”

Silence. No one in the room could remember her ever darkening the door of a chapel, let alone expressing an interest in liturgical singing.

Dave, the cousin, offered, “She was very fond of ‘Here we go, here we go, here we go…” 

In death, it was hard not to laugh.

Alexei Vladimirovich Wherry and his mother, Lioudmila Nicholeyvna Wherry outside Javitt’s in lower Manhattan after citizenship ceremony.

Alexei Vladimirovich Wherry, new US citizen, July 18, 2011.

Vladimir Putin, acting out of resentment and fury toward the West and the leaders in Kiev, has fanned a kind of prolonged political frenzy, both in Russia and among his confederates in Ukraine, that serves his immediate political needs but that he can no longer easily calibrate and control.

David Remnick on the crash of Malaysia Airlines Flight 17: (via newyorker)

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drive your funky soul!

There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.

Somerset Maugham (via ellenkushner)

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