The Significance of My Name by Ania Devi Perrin

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My daughter Ania composed this essay about the significance of her name.  I think it is wonderful and wanted to share it with you.

My name came to my father as he walked the streets of New York City. “Ania Devi, that is her name,” was whispered softly into his ear, and he nodded to himself with the realization that I would live up to my name, someday. He came home to my impregnated mother and told her he knew what ...

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NEW YORK CITY MOMENTS ~ The Mirror

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One must write without thinking about forms,
and just because it pours
freely from one’s soul.
– Anton Chekhov – The Seagull

decalcomania-1966(1).jpg!xlSmallIt was early one autumn morning, after a restless night’s sleep, when Augustine, a twenty-two year old student at Hunter College, looked into the bathroom mirror, and it reflected his naked body without a face. Regardless of how long he studied ...

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Wisdom and Compassion

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Wisdom and compassion are not just words that sound good in a book.  They are living principles that you and I must cultivate in order to fulfill our humanity.  There’s no room for wisdom in people that that rely on ego, persona, will and tension to force their way through life no matter how intelligent they are or what they think of themselves.  Wisdom is an outgrowth of love, joy, an open heart, and the ability to allow Higher Energy ...

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The Piano Man (In a Harlem Jazz Club)

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Augustine listened to the piano man’s guttural voice sing the blues.  The noisy smoke filled room was silenced by the power of his words and the complicated riffs he played – a driving life force that lifted him to another realm of understanding.  The audience cheered when the music ended; the piano man continued to finger keys, some harmonic and some atonal.  A drummer joined him, so did a bass player, and a wild-eyed young man of about twenty, hair ...

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The 42nd Street Subway Station

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The following short story (sketch) comes from a collection I just wrote and finished editing called NEW YORK CITY MOMENTS.  The character of Augustine appears in most of the ninety stories that compile the manuscript. 

imagesIt was 5:00 PM on a Tuesday afternoon.  Augustine had just left a literature class at Hunter College and was on his way downtown to meet his friend Martin at the Whitehorse Tavern. His ...

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We can finally get off the merry-go-round of human suffering.

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samsaraI listen to business people, and spiritual leaders talk about being centered, balanced, and finding love and compassion for the human race. Most people go inside themselves and discover the exact opposite: a mind that never shuts up, emotions that are like quicksand, and sexual energy that consumes them. They have no idea how to deal with their local insane asylum. I ...

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Rudi’s Samadhi, Tuesday, Feb. 21st

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I was with my spiritual teacher Rudi the moment he left the world.*  When the plane hit the mountain, I could feel his soul force enter me.  It is perhaps the reason I’m alive today.  Every time I look into the mirror, I see a living miracle, and it’s impossible for me to forget that there are deeper, more poignant reasons to live than sitting fearfully in front of life’s door and never finding the courage to enter.  I discovered that one’s spiritual teacher ...

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A Beautiful Carmel Retreat

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I would like to thank Alik and Devorit Elzafon for hosting a beautiful meditation retreat in Carmel, CA last weekend. Not only was the weather perfect, not only was the sky a clear and deep blue that one sees twice a year in New York City, not only was the food great, but the deep love that emanated from the hearts of those who attended created a remarkable environment in which we all could grow. It was a joy to see ...

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