Siva Moon With Morning Clouds on Fire


This afternoon, I went with my friend Dan, who was here just for the day from California, to the National Gallery. I kept talking to him. “Look at the pictures,” he said. “Pay attention.” “I am paying attention, but to you,” I replied. “The Gallery is always across the street from work, and I come…
Pride is not just rainbows. It is fighting for and speaking out for justice, support, and nourishment for all.
In classical yoga, maya is the illusion that the tangible world is what is real. Only atman is real; the world we experience through our senses (and our senses them selves) as reality is an illusion. We renounce the world to escape the temptation of being drawn into it as reality. In so doing, though,…