There are these moments, not infrequent, when the love that is flowing through me, that seeks its course in every direction my senses, mind and heart move, is so overwhelming, so whole, so present, pure and perfect, that a lifetime spent finding the words, the movements, the melody, the shape or the presence that can invoke it, occurs to me is time well spent, and indeed is the only time that

 

I'd like to talk more about the idea of crucifying our material selves.  Generally, I'm curious about the range of attitudes towards not only the physical body, but the embodied self, the personality, the ego (which also relates Katinka's distinction between self-confidence and letting go of the self).

 

Granting that in

I live in Chicago where we have endured a particularly lengthy and brutal winter.  Weeks and weeks of bitter cold and grey, unremitting winds that freeze the tears on your face.  Today was the first real break.  It would still feel cool to my southern family, maybe even to me in in October after a comparably long summer, but today it was heavenly. Walking from my work, which is in the Loop, the

 

During a discussion last week, someone brought up forgiveness.  This is one of those words we use frequently, but whose meaning is rarely explored.  It occurred to me then that I didn’t really know what forgiveness meant.

 

Several of my co-inquirers offered very

 

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In addition to exposure to a wider audience, allowing tags and easier commenting, the site will allow multiple authors.  Several other theosophists have already made a commitment to creating original material for the site, so please check in regularly and watch how it develops!