when a gentle breeze began ...
Having once realised the true nature of your moods as being the result of the play of the gunas, you take them no more seriously than you take the rain or the wind. They are not yours, still less ‘you’. They will pass by. This is the way to become a gunatita, one beyond the gunas.
from "Hunting the I" by Lucy Cornelssen
when I stayed with Chandrashekar in the old town, quite close to the big temple in Tiruvannamalai, his daughter Ganga used to bring me chai in the morning. It was very very sweet, but strong at the same time and it gave me a great start for the day which would see another round around the beloved Arunachala hill.
former title "Ganga's Dupatta"
when a gentle breeze began ...
Having once realised the true nature of your moods as being the result of the play of the gunas, you take them no more seriously than you take the rain or the wind. They are not yours, still less ‘you’. They will pass by. This is the way to become a gunatita, one beyond the gunas.
from "Hunting the I" by Lucy Cornelssen
when I stayed with Chandrashekar in the old town, quite close to the big temple in Tiruvannamalai, his daughter Ganga used to bring me chai in the morning. It was very very sweet, but strong at the same time and it gave me a great start for the day which would see another round around the beloved Arunachala hill.
former title "Ganga's Dupatta"