First Spring Series 2010 begins March 15!

Pleaes note: no series classes the week of March 8.

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From "Tears of Grief at the Altar of Memory," 
	by Pat O'Donohue

The idea of our own mortality is like a shroud of fear 
that paralyzes our lives. When we find our own rhythm, 
this shroud relaxes its grip on us. The veil is thinnest 
now and we can become more aware and present to 
the constantly offered glimpses of the soul and the 
eternal. 

Each of us has a unique rhythm through which we 
resonate the call of the eternal. We are like little 
time-capsule bubbles floating around within the eternal. 
The eternal is like an uninterrupted flow of music 
surrounding us with beautiful rhythmic tones. 

Whenever we stop racing around inside our bubbles 
and become still, these tones attract our inner rhythm; 
a connection is formed and a flow establishes itself. 

It's like a great orchestra filling a grand hall with its 
music. The flow of music wafts itself in through our 
bodies. It does not touch merely our mind and senses. 
It engages the soul. As we become still we allow the 
music to dance its dream into our imagination. 
Presence to a moment is created.