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More than ever, a time to be peaceful

In today's internetted world, the news is already old enough to be absent from Yahoo's headlines for the day: "Dalai Lama banned from peace conference in South Africa." It's all I can do just to write those words on the screen. It makes my stomach hurt to see them.

So, this news makes today a good time for us to Be Peaceful and to look clear-eyed at this wrongdoing by the South African government, to pity the people who made this decision based on their cowardice and lack of humanitarian and spiritual values.

Now more than ever, we should Be Peace, as so many wise teachers have instructed. We should not waste time, breath or energy in criticism of leaders who have lost their way, but instead should turn anew to the Dalai Lama's teachings on peace and forgiveness. We should direct our light toward his spirit and his life-saving, life-giving work of peace. More than ever, it is a time for each of us to Be Peace, remembering that Peace is not the easiest way. It…

Holi Spring, Batman!

It's Spring! And leave it to India to usher in this season of rebirth and regeneration not with dainty pastels, but shades of fire, hot yet also jewel-like, brazen, yet with a depth and an indescribable refinement that create both awe and delight within my Western eye. India welcomes spring with the Holi Festival.

The site describes the festival: "Holi is celebrated with enthusiasm and gaiety on the full moon day in the month of Phalgun which is March per the Gregorian calendar. Holi marks the end of winter gloom and rejoices in the bloom of spring time."

One of the great joys of Holi is the Festival of Colors: "Days before Holi, the markets become flooded with colours. It is a joyous sight to see huge piles of bright red, magenta, pink, green and blue everywhere on the streets. Buying those colours seems as though you are bringing joys into your life.

"These days it is easy to buy colours from the market but still s…

The Tides of March

The Tides of March come in on the waves of wind
cresting invisibly while ever so visibly rocking
the trees into a kind of waltz that, somehow,
does not take place in 3/3 time.

The Skies of March are grey, that shade
of light shadow that makes greens greener and
the dark bark of live oaks yet darker
and richer to the eye.

The Tides of March come quietly,
lapping up February,
then advancing fiercely,
on wave after wave of wind
carving its way across the plains.

May you enjoy the march through March,
this predictably unpredictable month that
keeps us awake, guessing and alive.

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