Mettā
If I do not love myself, I cannot love others also. If we really love ourselves, we cannot think wrongly, cannot talk wrongly, cannot act wrongly. If you know how to love yourself, then you…
Category: India
To Convert the Whole World
Napoleon is said to have described the English as a nation of shopkeepers. It is a fitting description. They hold whatever dominions they have for the sake of their commerce. Their army and their navy…
Ripples of Influence
All living beings are members one of another so that a person’s every act has a beneficial or harmful influence on the whole world. We cannot see this, near-sighted as we are. The influence of…
“Why I Read the Bhagavad Gita” by Katie Consamus
The Huffington Post calls her “The Sunshine Goddess,” But I just call her Anne-Margaret And she is the reason I read the Bhagavad Gita. She told me once that her job as a yoga teacher…
Bhagavad Gita Reading Group: The Way of Love
Chapter 12 Monday 26 August 6312 W. Park Avenue 6:30-8:00 p.m. Meditation 20 m. Recitation Chapter 12 5 m. Reflections Eknath Easwaran’s commentary on chapter 12: “Every time we withdraw our desires from some self-centered…
Share the Wealth This Sunday: Dance Numbers, a Love Story and Spicy Food, Oh My!
For our next Share the Wealth on Sunday 21 July, Nebu Kolenchery will share a short reflection on Bollywood films and the role that they play in Indian culture and identity. This will be followed…
Bhagavad Gita, Chapter 9
Bhagavad Gita Chapter 9: The Royal Path Monday 24 June 2013 Meditation 20 m. Two Reflections “The goal ever recedes from us. The greater the progress the greater the recognition of our unworthiness. Satisfaction lies in…
Notice What You Notice
What a beautiful phone message you just left What a beautiful Friday reunion after 5 months separation What a beautiful mantram walk up Washington Boulevard What a beautiful hour at Reshma’s Café planning the spiritual…
When Hamlet Saw Sri Anandamayi Ma
What an uncanny phenomenon is this woman! How penetrating in perception! How infinite in faculties! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god!…
Come, Beloved by Meera
As the lotus dies without water, As the night is blind without the moon, So is my heart without you, Beloved. I wander alone at night, Driven by my longing for you. I hunger for…