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Self-Realization Fellowship Meditation Gardens in Encinitas
my realization of the listening problem people tend to have. even myself.
Another sad/angry page. I try not to do so many of these. But it gets me happy to see that I don't feel this way anymore.
We stopped along the road to enjoy the scenery when I noticed a larger yellow bird off on a tree near us. It was a western tanager - a bird I had never seen before. What a great spot for bird watching. Wonderful drive and hike up Flagstaff Mountain to the west of Boulder, Colorado late on Saturday June 3rd, 2023. The outdoor spaces near Boulder are definitely worth the trip and live up to their billing. Visiting Rocky Mountain National Park and Boulder, Colorado with my son for a few days. What an amazing place. Pictures from June 3rd, 2023.
With the realization that the concept of "Symphonic Piccolo Snares" is wholly under-represented in the storage lockers of symphonic orchestras and concert bands all across the land, I decided to make my first snare featuring our new Symphonic Strainer & Wires this unusual size. Oh, and I had to see if my notion of placing the strainer and butt (designed for a 14") ½" lower on a 15" shell would work or not...It's Nice! "The body of a 15" with the snappiness of a piccolo." -- quote I made up. 3⅞x15; plied maple; satin wax.
We stopped along the road to enjoy the scenery when we noticed a few mule deer. Wonderful drive and hike up Flagstaff Mountain to the west of Boulder, Colorado late on Saturday June 3rd, 2023. The outdoor spaces near Boulder are definitely worth the trip and live up to their billing. Visiting Rocky Mountain National Park and Boulder, Colorado with my son for a few days. What an amazing place. Pictures from June 3rd, 2023.
The Self-Realization Fellowship Lake Shrine lies a few blocks from the Pacific Ocean, on Sunset Boulevard in Pacific Palisades, California. It was founded and dedicated by Paramahansa Yogananda, on August 20, 1950.
Sometimes it just takes a few more steps to reach the bottom and continue on our way. I really like the color the floor is.
“Is this at last the locus Dei? There are enough cathedrals and temples and altars here for a Hindu pantheon of divinities. Each time I look up one of the secretive little side canyons I half expect to see not only the cottonwood tree rising over its tiny spring—the leafy god, the desert’s liquid eye—but also a rainbow-colored corona of blazing light, pure spirit, pure being, pure disembodied intelligence, about to speak my name. If a man’s imagination were not so weak, so easily tired, if his capacity for wonder not so limited, he would abandon forever such fantasies of the supernal. He would learn to perceive in water, leaves, and silence more than sufficient of the absolute and marvelous, more than enough to console him for the loss of the ancient dreams.”
–Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire
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