Sunday, February 3, 2013

Deepest Depths

This was somewhere in Park Slope, Brooklyn. The southern part, where some call Dark Slope.
It was a cold cold COLD afternoon. You see how beautiful the sky is? Yet, in contrast the buildings below are completely dark and featureless. Only the bold outline of a building is captured.
It's like the sky sucked away its warmth and left it a colorless rigid shape.
Body heat fleeing to join the brisk relentless winds playing with the marble sky.

How can skies this beautiful cast upon us shadows of the deepest depths?

Hermes might say...
Did you forget dude?
As Above. So Below.

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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.