Monday, October 31, 2011
Hariprasad Chaurasia - Sounds of Silence
In my past there is a Krishna.
In my dreams I dream of recreating a huge college of flautists, a veritable Vrindaban in which students will arrive to learn and study with satchels full of flutes, live in mud huts, eat at a common langar.
A modern Vrindaban from which a thousand flutes will ring out everyday. For what else is there?
When my breath is gone and I cannot play anymore what do I leave behind?
Some dedicated students! When you leave nothing behind, you cry at the point of death, but I still dream, I dare to dream that through my playing and through my students my flute will be left behind as the memory of Krishna.
Pandit Hariprasad Chaurasia
The heart is like a garden.
It can grow compassion or fear,
resentment or love.
What seeds will you plant there?
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Be careful what you water your dreams with. Water them with worry and fear and you will produce weeds that choke the life from your dream. Water them with optimism and solutions and you will cultivate success. Always be on the lookout for ways to turn a problem into an opportunity for success. Always be on the lookout for ways to nurture your dream.
Lao Tzu
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Saturday, October 08, 2011
Friday, October 07, 2011
Thursday, October 06, 2011
a white blossom - D.H. Lawrence
Love will make the beloved more and more free, love will give wings and love will open the vast sky. It cannot become a prison and enclosure. But the quality of love comes only when there is awarenes.
Monday, October 03, 2011
“Take someone who doesn't keep score,
who's not looking to be richer, or afraid of losing,
who has not the slightest interest even
in his own personality: he's free.”
― Rumi