The painfully thin singer, just a cut above a walking skeleton,Bent forward by the weight of the harmonium slung from the neckSang in Santiniketan Express on that August afternoon
He sang in his thin melodious voice,“Come home. all ye who dwell in foreign lands.”I was touched to the core as I listenedWondering where my home really wasAnd if ever I shall return thereTo the welcome song of a strangerWho was also me in some way.Dn. Santiniketan Express: August 1, 2000.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Words of Wisdom from Our Counsel
We asked Gouranga Chattopadhyay to be our counsel for the Collective Consciousness Conversation. A veteran of decades of experience working with groups and an inveterate yoga practitioner, Gouranga helped us to remember in our preparation that there is much to be said for humility and patience as we approach an opportunity to be in touch with the nature of our collective being... connected as one with a boundless Cosmos.
He offered the following poem for our consideration: