Of Fireworks, Forgiveness and a Magical Sunset
Last Saturday I dallied in the revelry of a gorgeous spring day - the first warm sunny day here in New England in as long as I can remember. Our never-ending drizzly, rainy, cold weather had me starting to wonder if I had moved to Seattle or London. (Please forgive me my friends who live in these two places!) To finally receive a day of warmth and sunshine was cherished all the more for its absence of late.
As the sun set, I snapped a few photos around my house and in the yard and then set off for a sunset walk in the neighborhood. The breeze still felt warm, the sky was pretty in pink, the birds were chirping a loud chorus - in happiness it seemed for this rare taste of true spring. By the time I came back home, the birds were quiet, a hush of stillness in its place - night had fallen.
The night before I watched fireworks out my kitchen window with delight. I found out afterwards that they were shot off at McCoy Stadium where the minor league team plays baseball. I wrote the following poem as I bundled up with words my immense satisfaction.
Sri Chinmoy's students describe their inner and outer experiences.
My inner callingPurnakama Rajna Winnipeg, Canada
President Gorbachev: a special soul brought down for a special reasonMridanga Spencer Ipswich, United Kingdom
In the Right Place, At the Right TimeEshana Gadjanski Novi Sad, Serbia
Spiritual FriendsPreetidutta Thorpe Auckland, New Zealand
The Peace Run visits OxfordTejvan Pettinger Oxford, United Kingdom
A demonstration of the Master’s occult powersArpan De Angelo New York, United States
My love of spiritual poetryManatita Hutchinson London, United Kingdom
Learning to follow my intuitionSaranyu Pearson Geelong, Australia
Why run 3100 miles?Smarana Puntigam Vienna, Austria
My Life with Sri Chinmoy: a bookTejvan Pettinger Oxford, United Kingdom
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interviews with Sri Chinmoy's students