Sunday, December 30, 2012

Mumford and sons

So love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A Lover of the Light 

And in the middle of the night
I may watch you go
There'll be no value in the strength
Of walls that I'll have grown
There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown

But I'd be yours if you'd be mine


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In search of myself, I flew across the country from New Jersey to Los Angeles. The universe brought me to the gates of an Ashram on top of a mountain. The mother center of Self Realization Fellowship in Mount Washington, CA. One week later I am employed as a tree pruner and gardener at the mother center. The path to finding oneself is a peculiar one. This is a record of my spiritual observations through nature and life while employed as an Ashram Gardener.

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