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 is about a radical transformational Way of Insight, Awakening and Realization to transcendent Self of Nondual Consciousness. If your're interested in transcendental Enlightenment, in Awakening to Nondual Self of Wisdom and Compassion, then
Explains the realizations that have given the author the views of living life fully. The life each person dreams about.
You must take a look at yourself before dreams can be reached.
Deciding what is the core of belief.
This combined narrative dialogue and play is about the uncreated, unborn and undying transcendent Self of God-consciousness and Buddha-nature. It describes an odyssey of transcendent Consciousness Awakening and Remembrance.
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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