Monthly Archives: July 2020

In search of lost time

“Everything is maya, nothing is real.”– Sri Shantibindo I opened one of my diaries from the seventies, which seemed real enough, dust & slightly musty smell and all, and read bits and pieces about things I’d done, read, seen, felt, … Continue reading

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