to the world around
show me your purpose
show me your source

even if the world
is Godless and chaos
show me your anchor
show me your love

if there is hunger
if there is famine
show me your harvest
show me your resource

if life is bitter
everywhere snakes everywhere poison
show me your garden
show me your meadow

if the sun and the moon fall
if darkness rules the world
show me your light
show me your flame

if i have no mouth
or tongue to utter
words of your secrets
show me your fountain

i’ll keep silence
how can i express
your life when mine
still is untold

“RUMI, Fountain of Fire”, ghazal number 2144,
translated 21 December 1991 by Nader Khalili,
Burning Gate Press, Los Angeles, 1994.

Photo: Sunrise, Eva Rose Edleson



The dream that one has lived for, has placed all hope upon, is most difficult to sacrifice. This is true for the Mother and Father who have to face having a child who is incomplete–according to the understanding of the world–and it is true for those who must yield their child’s life, or the life of a Beloved, unto death. It is also true for those who have strived to attain a particular station in life, and find that for one reason or another they are unable to complete their aim.

And what is it that could possibly make someone yield their dream, and accept its loss? We might instead ask the question, “Who is the author of all dreams?” For, if we look deeply enough we will see, that behind the longing for one’s station, behind the longing for a child’s birth, and behind a loved ones death–there is nothing–but the Most Supreme–in whom we live and breathe and have our Being, and from whence our Soul has come–

All of our hopes,
and all of our dreams,

the Love, the pain —
and the shame,

Serve to bring the Whole Being
unto its fullness:

The beginning and the ending
of the Universe exists

with-in the One dream
of the Only Being —

The Infinite Source of Love.


THE TAJ MAHAL — has been described as, “A Dream in Marble.”

A brief history:

Mogul Emperor Shah Jahan, was grief-stricken by the death of his wife Mumtaz Mahal. She died in childbirth, with his 14th child by her. Although he had three wives, he loved her best. He began building the Taj Mahal, as her tomb to honor her in 1631. It took 22 years to complete. Everyone who was working on it was instructed that each breath all day long was to be focused on prayers and love songs. And if you ever get to see it, the very air is vibrating with Beauty.

Shah Jahan’s Mother was Hindu, and his Grandfather was the famous Emperor Akbar, who, though Muslim, allowed all religions to exist in freedom in his territories. Shah Jahan did not follow the liberal religious policy instituted by his grandfather. In 1632 he ordered all Hindu temples recently erected or in the process of erection to be torn down. Christian churches at Agra and Lahore were also demolished. In the same year the Portuguese settlement at Hooghly near Calcutta was also attacked. The Portuguese were accused of piracy and of kidnaping Mogul subjects, infecting them with Christian doctrines, and shipping them as slaves to Europe. The settlement was reduced, and several thousand Christians were killed.

Although the Taj Mahal was his dream, he never walked inside it — In 1658 he was deposed and imprisoned for the rest of his life, in a building next door to the Taj, where he could look out his window and see it, but could never go in it. He died only feet away from his dream. It was his own son, Aurangzeb, who imprisoned him.

And yet as we can see, though his dream was lost to himself, it was realized hundreds of years beyond his life, and millions of people continue to bask in the Love that his dream brought to life.

photo: The Taj Mahal, Ajmer, India, Emi Miller

In Wisdom’s Light, A Message of Peace for All People, Vol. II, Emi Miller

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The Miracle of Chanukah!


The story of Chanukah begins in the reign of Alexander the Great. Alexander conquered Syria, Egypt and Judea, but allowed the people under his control to continue observing their own religious traditions Many Jews assimilated there and became a part of the Hellenistic culture.

More than a century later, a successor to Alexander, names Antiochus IV began to oppress the Jews severely, placing a Hellenistic priest over their Temple, and he prohibited the practice of the Jewish religion, killing anyone who did so, and desecrated their Temple by requiring the sacrifice of pigs on the holy altar.

Two groups opposed Antiochus: one was led by Mattathias the Hasmonean and his son Judah Maccabee, and a second religious group known as the Chasidim: not related to the modern Chasidic movement, they were forerunners of the Pharisees . These joined forces and their revolution was successful and the Temple was rededicated.

According to tradition as recorded in the Talmud, at the time of the rededication there was very little ritually pure oil left for the menorah, the candelabrum, in the Temple, which was supposed to burn throughout the night every night. There was only enough oil to burn for one day, and it took 8 days to get the oil needed to replenish their supply. Yet miraculously, the small amount of oil burned for the entire eight days. Thus an eight day annual festival was declared to commemorate this miracle. It should be mentioned that the holiday of Chanukah commemorates the miracle of the oil, and not their military victory: Jewish people do not glorify war.

The menorah is lit one candle each night to commemorate this miracle. Potato Latkes are served with sour cream and apple sauce, and other fried foods are enjoyed remembering the miracle of the oil, and presents are exchanged. It is a happy holiday indeed!

Remembering Sri Aurobindo – Founder of Integral Yoga

The Mother, and Sri Aurobindo, March  29, 1914

Remembering Sri Aurobindo – Founder of Integral Yoga

“Realization leads to Divine Life on Earth”

“He whom we saw yesterday is on earth..”

On 30th March, 1914 – the day after The Mother, his Spiritual partner, first met Sri Aurobindo – She wrote in Her diary:

…”It matters little that there are thousands of beings plunged in the densest ignorance, He whom we saw yesterday is on earth; his presence is enough to prove that a day will come when darkness shall be transformed into light, and Thy reign shall be indeed established upon earth.”…

Born August 15, 1872 – Died December 5, 1950
Education: St. Paul’s School, London; King’s College, Cambridge; University of Cambridge

He developed a Spiritual practice he called, Integral Yoga, and a Spiritual teaching that integrates all religions, and guides the world onto a Path of Evolution for the Soul, and humanity.

Sri Aurobindo’s Message –

The central theme of Sri Aurobindo’s Message is the evolution of human life into Life Divine. He believed in a Spiritual Realization that not only liberated humanity, but transformed human nature itself, enabling Divine life on earth.

In 1926, with the help of his Spiritual collaborator, Mirra Alfassa (referred to as “The Mother”), he founded the Sri Aurobindo Ashram in San Francisco. The Ashram is still active today, offering a wide range of interfaith seminars, as well as teachings by their Beloved Master and The Mother.


His main literary works are The Life Divine, which deals with theoretical aspects of Integral Yoga; Synthesis of Yoga, which deals with practical guidance to Integral Yoga; and Savitri: A Legend and a Symbol, an epic poem.

His works also include philosophy, poetry, translations and commentaries on the Vedas, Upanishads and the Bhagavad Gita.

He was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1943, and for the Nobel Peace Prize in 1950.

When All Life Has Voice

When All Life Has Voice

Along our current path, things of the hearth and heart
are deemed of less important, than things in the outside world.

Love for family, and care for our Earth take a back seat,
while our search for connection with the Source of All comes
around weekends, if it comes around at all.

In such a world, the River of Life flows
away from the family,

and home and hearth are of less import
than the gathering of name and fame.

Then the killing and harming of animals,
plants and people comes easily,

for our hearts have not yet been opened,
to experience their pain.

In earlier epochs the River of Life
flowed toward the family,

served as a constant reminder
of our Union with all,

and offered us this certainty—

that each and every life is a
part of One Life, One Being.

And in a world where family
and Nature are recognized

as belonging to each other,
as originating from the One Source,

all spirits, all hearts are honored,
are spoken to, listened to,

and in turn
all life has Voice.

photo: A Mother Beaver Holds Her Baby, Web Source

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Remembering St. John of the Cross, December 14th

Saint John of the Cross (June 24, 1542 – December 14, 1591) is the patron of Contemplatives, Mystics and Spanish poets. His feast day is on December 14th.

He was born Juan de Yepes Alvarez into a Jewish family in a small community near Ávila.[2] His father died when he was young, and so John, his two older brothers and his widowed mother struggled with poverty, moving around and living in various Castilian villages. Jews living in Spain were forced to either convert to Christianity, or die. Those who converted were called, “Conversos”

A major figure of the Counter-Reformation, a Mystic, a Carmelite friar and priest

Entering the priesthood was a way out of poverty for many people. On February 24, 1563, he entered the Carmelite order, adopting the name Fr. Juan de Santo Matía. In 1564 he professed as a Carmelite, and moved to Salamanca, where he studied theology and philosophy at the University and at the Colegio de San Andrés. These studies influenced his later writings, as his teacher, Fray Luis de León who taught Exegesis, Hebrew and Aramaic at the University, was one of the foremost experts in Biblical Studies and had written an important and controversial[3] translations of the Song of Songs of Solomon, in Spanish.
Priesthood and association with Saint Teresa of Avila

Ordained as a priest in 1567, Saint John of the Cross
indicated his intent to join the strict Carthusian order, which appealed to him because of its encouragement of solitary and silent contemplation. Before this, however, he traveled to Medina del Campo, where he met the charismatic Saint Teresa of Avila. She immediately talked to him about her reformation projects for the Carmelite order, and asked him to delay his entry into the Carthusians. The following year, on November 28, he started this reformation at Duruelo together with Fr. Antonio de Jesús de Heredia, and the originally small and impoverished town of Duruelo became a center of religious activity.

John, still in his 20s, continued to work as a helper of Saint Teresa until 1577, founding monasteries around Spain and taking active part in their government. These foundations and the reformation process were resisted by a great number of Carmelite friars, some of whom felt that Teresa’s version of the order was too strict. Some of these opponents would even try to bar Teresa from entering their convents.

Imprisonment, writings, torture, death and recognition

The followers of St. John and St. Teresa differentiated themselves from the non-reformed communities by calling themselves the “discalced,” i.e., barefoot, and the others the “calced” Carmelites.

In late 1577, John was ordered to leave the monastery in Avila and to return to his original house. However, John’s work to reform the order had already been approved by the Papal Nuncio, who was a higher authority. Based on that, John chose to ignore the lower order and stay.

On December 2, 1577, a group of Carmelites broke into John’s residence and kidnapped him. He was taken by force to the order’s main house in Toledo. He was brought before a court and placed on trial for disobedience. He was punished by imprisonment.

He was kept under a brutal regimen that included public lashing before the community at least weekly, and severe isolation in a tiny stifling cell barely large enough for his body.

His only luxuries were a prayer book and an oil lamp to read it by. To pass the time he wrote poems on paper that was smuggled to him by the friar charged with guarding his cell.
He managed to escape nine months later, on August 15, 1578, by prying off his cell door. In the meantime, he had composed a great part of his most famous poem Spiritual Canticle during this imprisonment; his harsh sufferings and spiritual endeavors are then reflected in all of his subsequent writings.

He joined Teresa’s nuns in Toledo, and spent six weeks in the hospital to recover. In 1579, he was sent to the town of Baeza to be rector of a new college and to support the Discalced Carmelites in Andalusia.

In 1580, Pope Gregory formally authorized the split between the Discalced Carmelites and the rest of the order. This ended the rift within the order. At that time, there were about 500 members in the order living in 22 houses.

During the last few years of his life, John traveled and established new Carmelite houses across Spain.

His death, dismemberment, burial

In 1591, John became ill with a skin condition that resulted in an infection. He died on December 14, 1591.

Shortly following his death, there was a dispute over where he should be buried. The dispute was resolved by removing his legs and arms. Over several years, these parts of his body were placed on display and buried across several places.

Beatification, Doctor of the church

Saint John of the Cross was beatified by Pope Clement X in 1675, and Canonized by Pope Benedict XIII in 1726.
His writings were first published in 1618, and he was canonized by Benedict XIII in 1726. In 1926, he was declared a Doctor of the Church by Pope Pius XI. When inserted into the Roman Catholic calendar of saints in 1738, his feast day was assigned to November 24.[4] Pope Paul VI moved it to the dies natalis (birthday to heaven) of the saint, December 14.[5] The Church of England commemorates him as a “Teacher of the Faith” on the same date.

It took until the 27 September 1970, for St. Teresa of Avila, St. John’s mentor, to also be named a Doctor of the Church, by Pope Paul VI.

St. John of the Cross is best known for his introspective poetry and writings on the growth of the soul, his works are considered a peak in the literary landscape of Spanish writing and the summit of Spanish mystical literature. In particular, he is the renowned author of the “Dark Night of the Soul,” a term that is still widely used in Christian spiritual practice today.


An angel holds aloft the Madre de Guadalupe, emblazoned on Don Juan’s Cloak

Remembering the Madre de Guadalupe December 12, 1531 —Her 5 Appearances & the Miracle Found In Her Eyes *

Her Miracle: — Our Lady of Guadalupe chose to reveal herself to humanity through a humble Indian, Don Juan Diego Cuahtlatoatzin. Don Juan’s Serape with, Her image Divinely imprinted on it, has remained completely intact for over 470 years, even though it is made of a fabric that would normally deteriorate in about 20 years . Scientists have not been able to find any element on earth that matches the paint in the drawing. Recently scientists enlarged the pupils of Her eyes over 500 times, and there, within them, are images of 15 people who were present the moment Don Juan opened his Serape. More miraculous facts about the image are included in the video, and link below. 19 Million visitors go to pray there each year on December 12th, Her feast day.

The Story and 5 Visions of the Holy Mother on Tepeyac Hill

As a widower, Don Juan Diego who lived in the village of Guadalupe, in Mexico, walked every Saturday and Sunday to church, and on cold mornings, wore a cloak of woven cloth called a Tilma, (Serape). It was made with the coarse fibers of agave, from a maguey cactus, for cotton was only used by the upper class Aztecs.

Our Lady of Guadalupe, the Holy Mother, appeared 5 times in December of 1531, and four of these times She appeared to Don Juan Diego on Tepeyac Hill, outside of the village. These events are recognized not only by popular tradition, but also by a historical document written in the Nahuatl language of the Aztecs called “Nican Mopohua”. The “Nican Mopohua”, which means “Here it is told”, describes the five visions of Our Lady, as well as the miraculous image that was imprinted on his “tilma” — the common peasant cloak made of agave fibers.

1) In the first vision, Don Juan was walking in the hills. After church he went frequently to pray at the site of the old Temple dedicated to the Holy Mother that had been destroyed by the Catholic Church. On this cold winter morning he saw a Vision of the Blessed Mother. He fell to his knees. She told Don Juan to rise. Then She told him to visit the Bishop of their village, Juan de Zumarraga, and ask him to build a chapel in Her honor on the summit of the hill, where Her old temple had been so she could relieve the local people of their suffering and distress.

Don Juan immediately went down the hill, into town, and to the church. The Bishop was with two other priests and they invited Don Juan in. He told them about his Vision and the Holy Mother’s request, but the Bishop did not believe him, and told to come back another day, once the Bishop had time to think about the request.

2) Later that same day, the Madre appeared again to Juan Diego as he returned to the hill at Tepeyac to tell Her he had failed, and that She should perhaps look for someone with more prominence in the community to make the request. She insisted that he was the one She had chosen for this task, and once again asked him to return to the Bishop. He returned to the Bishop again the next morning (Dec 10), reiterating Her request.
Instead of agreeing, the Bishop said he needed proof, and told Don Juan to go back up the mountain, speak to the Madre de Guadalupe again, and ask Her for a sign from heaven to ensure the truthfulness of this petition, that She indeed had sent Don Juan to ask for a Temple built in Her honor.

3) So Don Juan returned to the hill, and the Blessed Mother appeared to him on the road again. Don Juan reported the Bishop’s request for a sign. The Divine Mother said: “Very well, return here tomorrow, (Dec 11) and you will be able to take to the Bishop the sign he has requested.” Don Juan reported what She said to the Bishop, and was told to go back the next day and get the sign and bring it to him.

4) But, the next morning, (December 11) Juan Diego’s uncle, Juan Bernardino, was sick, and he immediately went to be by his side. By the next morning (Dec 12), the uncle was gravely ill, and Juan Deigo set out to find a priest to hear his uncle’s confession. Juan Diego was afraid that the Divine Mother would appear to him again on the hill, so he deliberately went another way so as not to be delayed (& also because he was embarrassed to have not gone to see her the previous morning). The Madre intercepted him along the way and gently chided him for not coming to Her for help. She uttered the now famous words, “No estoy yo aqui que soy tu madre?” (“Am I not here, I who am your Mother?”).

The Holy Mother assured him that his uncle was now cured, and told him to go to the top of Tepeyac Hill, where Her Temple had once stood, and said he would see some flowers there and that he should gather some of them, and bring them to Her. This took place in the middle of winter, and Tepeyac is 2,500 meters above sea level. Don Juan walked up the slope, and along the way he saw nothing but frozen ground. But as he approached the ruins of Her Temple, Don Juan suddenly saw, behind the Temple, magnificent rose bushes in full bloom covering the hill. These roses were not typical to his region, where cactus and piñon naturally grew, and certainly not in bloom in the winter. Yet the Castile Region roses he saw there shone with an ethereal and beautiful red color, and were covered with moist dew drops.

He picked some of them and folded them carefully in his Serape to carry them to the Mother. The Holy Lady smiled as she looked at the roses, and arranged them nicely in his tunic. Then She instructed him, “My son, these flowers are My proof, My sign that you will take to the Bishop, so he will build My Temple here.”

Don Juan returned with the roses to the Bishop’s church and found him again with the two other priests. The Bishop asked him if he had seen the Holy Lady, and Don Juan answered yes. He asked if She had given him a sign for them? And Don Juan told him that She had asked him to gather flowers to give to the Bishop as the sign he had asked for. The Bishop said, “Surely no flowers grow on that mountain in the middle of the winter? Can you show them to us now?” Juan Diego said yes, and he unfolded his tunic. And before the eyes of the amazed Bishop and priests, the beautiful, fresh Red Roses fell to the floor, and, there on his tunic had appeared another miracle: A perfect image, in full color, of the Holy Mother was imprinted there. She was shown with Her hands folded, Her eyes lowered and Her cloak has with 46 golden stars. The Madre de Guadalupe, was shown with child, and had a very gentle and radiant face, with a tender expression and human, but almost supernatural purity. The Bishop and those present were greatly overwhelmed, and knelt immediately down. The Bishop suddenly recognized the roses, saying that they were a special sign for him — for they were the exact roses that were upon his own family’s crest.

Bishop Zumarraga asked for the Mother’s forgiveness for not having immediately attended to her request, and at once ordered the construction of the shrine to be built on Her hill, in the exact place that Her original Temple had been, and dedicated it to the Madre de Guadalupe.

5) The next day, Don Juan found his uncle, Juan Bernardino, fully recovered. He told Don Juan that the Holy Mother had appeared at his beside, and instructed him to tell the Bishop of Her appearance and his miraculous cure, and also that She wanted to be called not Mary, but the Madre de Guadalupe.


For more than 470 years, the image, Divinely imprinted on Don Juan Diego’s Serape has remained in its pristine, original state. Her miracle was proven by several scientific examinations, and Don Juan Diego was canonized in 2002 by the Catholic Church.

Today the Shrine of the Madre de Guadalupe, also called “La Villa”, welcomes 19 million visitors who view the image of The Madre that was imprinted on both sides of the plant-fiber fabric. The pigments of its colors have never been able to be identified, and the portrait shows no signs that a paintbrush was used. With folded hands, the Mother appears to be in prayer and has a flower with four petals placed on her womb, from which emanates an intense light, forming a brilliant halo.

On December 12th, the Feast of The Madre of Guadalupe, nearly 100,000 people from around the world visit the shrine. She was declared “Patroness of America” by Pius XII and “Empress of America” by John Paul II. Since 1531, the evangelization of America has been entrusted to her.

The Madre of Guadalupe offers hope to all who seek Her. For She said, to each and every human being: “My child, do not let anything afflict you. Am I not here, I who am your Mother? Are you not under My shadow of protection? Am I not the source of your joy?” — (Nican Mopohua, verse 119, a 16th century document written in the native Nahuatl language).

Here is a prayer that many pilgrims say to Her: Blessed Virgin of Guadalupe, I pray, in the name of all my brothers and sisters in the world, that you bless and protect us; grant us many signs of your love and goodness, and receive our prayers…

Our Madre of Guadalupe, at the time of the heavenly visions on the Tepeyac Hill you promised your love, understanding and help to all those who love you and come to you with their needs and afflictions. We ask you to please relieve our miseries, sorrows and sufferings. Amen

THE EYES OF THE MADRE SHOW 15 PEOPLE WHO WERE THERE *…/science-sees-what-mary-…


The Purity of the Living World

The Purity of the Living World

Each infant is a holy teacher, as much as they are an ever-present student.

Early on a child’s ego begins to establish itself as a separate entity from its mother and father. This is when the word “No!” emerges, and we know the sweet phase of babyhood is slipping away. Often the infant lets its caretakers know, ever so strongly, that they “Do! Not! Want! To be a Student! Right! Now!” Thus through loud, red-faced displays of displeasure, each toddler begins the struggle that leads them to attain separation, from their role as a dependent child, and begins to move into an independent, ego existence..

In our modern society, first as children and later as adults, we become separated not only from our parents and those around us, but also from the natural world. Once grown, if we ever try to get in touch with Nature’s glory for a few precious days, and travel to the mountains or seaside, it is very difficult for us to unwind enough to fully experience, the deep peace that exists, within the Living Heart of the natural world.

Yet if we ever have a chance to merge ourselves, and enter the transcendent Beauty of Nature, our heart opens wide, and our Inner Being can touch, for a few moments at least, the ‘brand-new view’ of the world we experienced as a child—

In the Living Heart of Nature’s world

we become enrapt in holiness,

and enter a place and time

of Divinity and Grace.


Our breath softens and deepens

and worldly thoughts dissolve,

and time slips away.


As Nature’s scents and sounds surround us,

we want only to see,

only to touch, and be touched

by Her Beauty:


Standing on a wooden bridge,

above a crystal-clear, bubbling stream

sunlight caresses the leaves on the trees,

and our face—


and softly, amidst the pungent smells

of dampened Earth,

Her Living Presence completely fills

the place where we stand.


Oh, we remember this feeling …

it is why we have come!

Humbled, by the Sacredness we feel

our heart makes a promise,

as if the world could hear:


“I will not forget this Beauty, when I return

to daily life!

I will come back—to this very place!


Oh yes, I must surely come again,


Oh so very soon.”



photo: Mountain and Valley, Mid-Summer, Emi Miller

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You shall know the Truth, and the Truth shall set you free.

Every Honor-bound Messenger has carried Truth, has spoken Truth.

Every song they have sung, to all people

in the procession of Earthly time and experience,

asks us, guides us all—to Be Love,

to be living representatives of the One Source of Life—


All of the prayers, from all lips

throughout the whole world,

are prayed to that One.


All harm done to anyone

is done to that One


All Beauty and Love given to anyone

is given to that One


Flesh that is wounded on anyone

has wounded that One


Kindness given to anyone, or anything at all,

is given to that One


Words of hatred spoken to anyone

are spoken to that One


Plots to destroy, and all destruction,

destroy a part of that One


Beautiful works of art and architecture

are created for the enjoyment

of that One


And all that has ever existed is One—

with-in the One Breath, of the Only One.

This is Truth.


And when we have ears to hear this

and when we can realize this Truth,


Our thoughts and actions

and our very lives will be in harmony,


With the Holy Messengers and Saints

of the Ever-Living One.



photo: In the Mists of Beauty, Bali, Emi Miller

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