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My story begins here, in the present. I am a new member of the Dharma Sara Satsang Society and honoured that Sharada has offered me this opportunity to share my story. I’m excited to publicly declare my commitment to you…
My story begins here, in the present. I am a new member of the Dharma Sara Satsang Society and honoured that Sharada has offered me this opportunity to share my story. I’m excited to publicly declare my commitment to you…
For love and compassion, how much time do you need? ~ Baba Hari Dass Dear friends, This month marks the official beginning of winter – the month of Christmas, Chanukah, and other winter celebrations. It’s also the time, at least…
Prologue – Becoming Aware of the Play, the Pavement, and the Playground This story begins in the early seventies in Port Credit, Ontario. A little brown boy, maybe seven or eight, sitting alone in the grass at the edge of…
gather me now gather me nowfriendsmay we break breadwith our palmsscattering sacred crumbs likesnow across the landscapeof our shared heartsbeatmay we gatherin sacred unityunder sacred Babajishare our meal& spreadacross the landscape of our collectivehungermay we gather now& be fedunder the…
Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, “You owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky. Dear friends, We are in full autumn mode; the days are a…
As we make our way through this strange adventure called life, hoping things will turn out well for us, we don’t really know what will happen. We want all the things we think will make us happy and sometimes that…
Amaresh and his son, Mike “The more we accept living with nature, the more peace we attain.” My favorite Babaji saying and how it all began: One of my first memories was lying in my crib watching the tops of…
As a bee gathering nectar does not disturb the colour and fragrance of the flower, so too do the wise move through the world. ~ Buddha Dear Friends, As we move through the fall, into the season of Thanksgiving, it…
Before I lost sight of my true self I haven’t always been a seeker. In fact, “runner” would have been a more accurate description. I started running as early as I can remember. When I was young, there wasn’t really…
One early morning in the not too distant future, you’ll stumble into the bathroom and catch a glance of someone in the mirror who looks somewhat like yourself, but older. Even OLD! And on second glance, you’ll realize it’s your…