“Waking in Eden”

“He awoke in Eden. The fleeceflowers dotted the low groundcover like tiny temples of color in the otherwise even green. Short to moderately tall spruces and firs encircled him. Lichens spiraled up the side of the trees like boas round a lady’s neck. The early morning light chastened the green hues of the trees and […]

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“The Foothills”

“He caught glimpses of the most primitive roadside huts imaginable: jerry-built lean-tos fashioned from corrugated iron roofs supported by bent and weather wooden posts. But behind these flimsy structures, rising like a silent commentary on the difference between the skills of human beings and those of nature, were the sentinels of the magnificent Garhwal Himalayas. […]

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“Sunrise”

“As the dazzling wafer of the sun appeared over the rim of the eastern range, its circumference spoked with flares of various lengths and brightness, shooting a 200,000-candlepower spotlight straight at the yogi, the cloud cover dissolved as if it had never existed, revealing the mountains on the western side. These were the ones that […]

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“The Saint Explains”

“‘Ignorance colors our view of the world by modifying the Absolute with conceptions of name and form. One in ignorance sees a mountain and nothing of the Absolute. A Realized Being sees the Absolute over which is superimposed a “mountain,” a name and a form that attempt to separate it from what it really Is.’”

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“The Goddess”

“In her shone the heat of not merely a unitary sun, but of all the stars combined. From her radiated the heat not of a single lava flow, but of all volcanoes combined. About her spread the love not of a solitary wife, but of every wife, mother, and lover who had ever existed. Her […]

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“All Green”

“Everything outside the taxi was vividly green. Grass grew along the verges of the road; bushes surmounted the grasses; and trees towered over the bushes. Theo felt as if he had been plunged right into the center of a wonderful world of viridity. The greenness that overwhelmed him didn’t vary its tone in the slightest […]

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“Morning in the Himalayas”

“Theo looked around him at the glorious Himalayan morning. A tiny bushchat bird, whose ruffled head made it seem as if its owner had just risen from bed, sat atop a dead tree stem, like an architectural finial. Slanting sun beams, the breadth of giant tree trunks, highlighted portions of the mountains to his left. […]

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