Poetry Archives

black cat cold shoulder

I am actively practicing living in the source as often as I can manage, in that vast area of creativity... it seems so big, so wide, so immense that there is plenty of room and I am so small a speck... yet when I am in this space in my heart/mind, it does not allow the falseness to penetrate where I am.

Where have I laid my keys?

Grateful Service

spiralling

"Those who are too good for this world are adorning some other. So long as you breathe the free air of Earth, you are under obligation to render grateful service...."

Sri Yukteswar

A Guide