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If you are nearing forty, or forty or older, then you have a sacred responsibility to act forty. Apologies are the first step but it does not purchase the respect you lost and the loss of confidence and deep pain, hurt and disappointments you have created.And combined with the secular wisdom of a mature person, top them off with dharma and voila you should be a shining light to all those around you. Apologies do not mend or make up for all the resources you have caused to be wasted.

Dear friends, I received yet another apology from a student. I do not profess to know everything or have all the answers, but I do know doing our work well is essential.If your mind goes up and down and up and down like a see-saw, it is not Kechara who made you this way. Staying in Kechara you will see-saw and leaving Kechara you will see-saw in your new environment.



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The Greater Caucasus mountain range in the north is within the Russian Federation, while the Lesser Caucasus mountain range in the south is divided between several independent states, namely Georgia, Armenia, Azerbaijan. Yuyukin, is a compound word that can be interpreted as the "Seagull's Mountain" (καύ-: καύαξ, καύηξ, ηκος ο, κήξ, κηϋξ "a kind of seagull" the reconstructed *κάσος η "mountain" or "rock" richly attested both in place and personal names.) According to German philologists Otto Schrader and Alfons A.… continue reading »


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The smoke of my own breath, Echoes, ripples, buzz'd whispers, love-root, silk-thread, crotch and vine, My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs, The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and dark-color'd sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn, The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind, A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms, The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag, The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hill-sides, The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun. 3 I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.… continue reading »


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