Still searching for peace,
For this I will never cease,
An old Hippy I may be,
My mother, the sea...
I may not have had long hair,
No beads except puka shells did I wear,
Unfortunately I did a lot in life swear,
If sins I did commit, of others I’ve tried to treat fair…
Drugs & alcohol my drugs of choice,
I wasn’t rich, didn’t drive a Rolls Royce,
But in my life I’ve had some fun,
Playing on the beach, in the ocean,
And in the warming sun…
Ahhh . . . We've been down similar roads, Ed, except for the grass. I am fortunate. I have found peace. I am living peacefully. I am very happy about that.
This book presents a narrative story of one person's journey of transcendental Awakening and Enlightenment as guided by his two Sage companions. It is grounded in Zen Buddhist and Taoist perspective and uses the I Ching as its structural framework. T
This book chronicles an infinite allegoric odyssey of Absolute Awakening in which a learned man, a mute man, and a recluse woman are the principal players. The mute and the recluse are the learned one's Teachers and Guides on his journey of Enlighten
A unique perspective about the reality of existence, the meaning of life, the true impact of relationships between human beings and all life as well as the spirit world, and the impact that everyone makes on the universe. (Available in Print or as an
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HAVE A PIC OF EWE IN UR TIE-DYED SHIRT ...
FROM OUR LAST MEETING ...
PEACE-SIGN TO YEW ...
IS MY FRIENDLY GREETING !!!
"We don't need no puking shells to be a peace-nik! Does we?"
Ron
Love ya!
Jane
you should have peace---life's clues will
come.
Always,
Deborah