“Santa cruz Coastline”

“Oceans move like immense lovers, with gentle, quiet, smooth undulations, which one cannot see coming; they rise from somewhere deep; they swell; they pick up mass and force; they move irreversibly, relentlessly onward, then they crest, break, and explode; they spume skywards and they are gone. This morning the waves moved in ridges of light […]

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“First Inklings of Eternity”

“Eternity, like the peek-a-boo morning sun, clasping the horizon’s brim, had been close to bursting forth in all its auroral, igniform, blind dazzle. It had lurked just beneath the edge of his world, like an actor straining to hold himself back so as not to make a premature entrance, ready to set the surrounding space […]

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“Florida Sunrise”

“But as the curtain went up, I turned off my mental machine and enjoyed the spectacle for what it was, a marvel. Harbingers of the sun’s arrival flew across the sky in the form of delicate tinctures of cyclamen and flamingo that instantly divinized the formerly dull stratocumulus archipelagos and peninsulas, heating their near edges […]

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“Mystical Experience”

“He felt that he had been dissolved as a discrete entity but had, in an incomparably advantageous exchange, been reconstituted as the vital center of everything. Ego had nothing to do with this conception; on the contrary, the change allowed Skylar to see, in a profound way, that not only were all people and things […]

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“Snow: Part 2”

“As he stood meditating the scene—the filigreed branches, lampposts fitted with furry, round hats, roof rakes striped with a draftsman’s perfection, and bushes topped by ice floes—occasionally called back to practicality by the need to wipe the glass with the sleeve of his shirt, Skylar wondered why nature had always been able to exercise such […]

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“Snow”

: “When he first gazed upon such a morning as a child, Skylar had been stunned by the sight of a world utterly transfigured. It looked as if nature had grown tired of concrete and asphalt, of straight lines and right angles, and decided to remake the face of the earth. What had been rough, […]

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“The Pacific”

“As Skylar sat there, arms entwining knees, thought replaced by wonder; as his eyes sailed what looked to be the endless Pacific, he became more intimate with the world than he had ever been. The plunging, chasmed depths of the ocean (inversions of the soaring, colossal peaks of the mountains), rising up to shelves and […]

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“Mother Meera”

“One morning Lucinda received a message that the Mother wished to see her, so she walked over to the room, with the stunning view of the river and mountains, where the Saint usually sat. At a sign from Meera, everyone in the room other than Lucinda departed. The visitor sat at the feet of the […]

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