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December 24, 2019

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Be Love Now

I would like my life to be a statement of love and compassion--and where it isn't, that's where my work lies.

- Ram Dass -

Be Love Now

"Imagine feeling more love from someone than you have ever known. You're being loved even more than your mother loved you when you were an infant, more than you were ever loved by your father, your child, or your most intimate lover--anyone...This love is actually part of you; it is always flowing through you. It's like the subatomic texture of the universe, the dark matter that connects everything. When you tune in to that flow, you will feel it in your own heart--not your physical heart or your emotional heart, but your spiritual heart, the place you point to in your chest when you say, 'I am.'" More in this beautiful passage by Ram Dass. { read more }

Be The Change

Where does your work lie? Ram Dass, the spiritual teacher and acclaimed author of 'Be Here Now' passed away on December 22nd. You can read more of his writings here. { more }


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