I have a clear memory of our dear teacher Tiwariji when he was preparing for a lecture in France a few years ago. The host had put out an arm chair for him in the middle of the room, right in front of the curious group of students. The arm chair had an unusual shape....
We try so hard. Try to lift, try to stretch, try to sit straight. We try to breath, to sing, to feel and not to fear. We try to be aware, to be awake, to listen without judging, to observe without interfering. We try to see ourselves, to accept ourselves, to move...
The air is filled with the different sounds of worship as the sun starts to climb, spreading it’s red light over the sky. The white courtyard in front of the temple seems to be built in a way as to collect and enhance the sound in all directions. Loud singing blends...
The kayak glides effortlessly through the turquoise water and at first, all we can see is the long fishing line with it’s white floating devices and markers. Some are made of simple plastic bottles some of styrofoam. “Turtle!”, Guy points at the second floating marker...
What does it take to be real? This is the question I’ve been pondering upon since the beginning of June when our two month traveling period began. Using almost all the different means for transport you can think of (including an open “long tail boat” in the warm rain)...
“Whatever the present moment contains, accept it as if you had chosen it.” This sentence comes from a talk with Eckhart Tolle that I happened to listen to the other day. Most of the time I find wise words to be immediately inspiring and uplifting, but this time it...
