No, life has not disappointed me. On the contrary, I find it truer, more desirable and mysterious every year ever since the day when the great liberator came to me: the idea that life could be an experiment of the seeker for knowledge and not a duty, not a calamity, not trickery.
New Year’s eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on other nights.
Hamilton Wright Mabie
Tonight is not like any other and it is not different either.
Whether we stand at midnight with cheer and hope, or at noon cooking and returning phone calls, we stand at choice itself.
Choice presents opportunity. Shall we choose loving service to Self, others, and God or shall we choose to gratify the body and or attempt to mitigate the torment of the mind?
Shall we choose heart, body, or mind?
At the center of creation is there nothingness, oneness, or a love affair? I choose the love affair.
Thank you and goodbye 2011. Welcome and respects 2012.
Farewell Yamuna, a million hearts. See you soon. Then we’ll share tears, laughs, dances, and hugs and mad talks about our love affairs with God once again. Thank you for sharing each one with me and so many.
In Memoriam Yamuna Devi
May 19, 1942-December 20, 2011