Hello everyone, December is here: a quiet time that is also full of celebration. Here at the Centre, the residential community is again very small, part of the cycle of life here. There’s still lots of work going on, but…
A dear friend introduced me to Baba Hari Dass when I was on my way back from my first trip to India in 1977. I had driven a van from London to Kathmandu and had been away from home for…
Yum, cookies. Yum, ice cream. Yum, chocolate mousse. Yum, yum . . . sugar! How many times a day do you reach for some sugar? With your coffee or tea first thing in the morning? With your breakfast, as…
Poems by Sudha Soleil (aka Theota Makortoff) So many words, Too much talk, Now let’s try silence Silence speaks of feeling, seeing, listening and sharing the air. Remember Understand Surrender Encourage gratitude Courage shimmers beneath Pure present is eternity Pray…