Old Ideas

I had the privilege of attending a performance of the Spanish Riding School in Vienna yesterday and I must say, it was wunderbar! The brilliant Lipizzaners, the magnificent baroque atmosphere, the talented and dedicated riders all combined to create an unforgettable experience that proves beyond a doubt that newer is not always better. The principles …

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A Light is Still a Light

A light is still a light - even though the blind man cannot see it. - Austrian Proverb If you are truly engaged in the radiant expression of truth and beauty, you needn't worry about how it is being received. You need simply to press on, to continue giving freely, that others might be inspired …

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Standards, Expectations and Realizations

Every once in a while you have an experience of a different standard that puts your expectations in check. This happened to me today on a drive from Lake Como to Venice, Italy yesterday afternoon. We were driving along and made it somewhere east of Milan when my youngest needed an anticipated (by me) yet …

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Come to Rest

If you are truly giving from who you are in the deepest sense, you care not how it is being received. When you give in this way, your life expression is simply the outer, radiant projection of an inner, perfect reality. And perfection, dear readers, is not self-conscious. "It is", as my mother likes to …

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As simple as that.

Have you ever wondered why some people seem more strong-hearted than others? Such people always seem to rise to the occasion, to meet the most trying of circumstances with equanimity and resolve and to get themselves and others over the top of the most oppressive of conditions? Your heart is strong to the degree that …

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Thoughts on Thinking

"If everyone is thinking alike, then no one is thinking." - Benjamin Franklin My eldest son was looking at a mountain yesterday and asked me how people made the folds in it that extended from near the top all the way to the lake below. He said it looked like giant drapes pulled closed over …

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Rooted in Love

She sat upon a wooden bench On the shores of Lake Lucerne. Her thoughts like yon mountain peaks Peaked high above the veil of clouds. Bathed in sunlight pouring from the heavens And free of the turbulent waters tumbling Through hearts of men in the valley far below; She was resting in peace, without leaving. …

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Splendid Swan

Splendid Swan by Gregg Hake written on the shore of Lake Lucerne Splendid swan steams silently across Gently waving gelid waters. Wake widens, washes ashore Ebbing flowing evanescing finally.

The Courtyard

The Courtyard by Gregg Hake Enclosed by walls of Paris stone Hewn from Oisian quarries. I sit and ponder all I've sown My failures and my glories. Guarded from outer din, I look up to the sky. I open up my heart and then Continue asking "why?" Why must there be walls around That which …

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To Set You Free

To Set You Free by Gregg Hake I have heard Their voices In my heart of hearts. I have made my choices And moved by fits and starts. I long to live with purpose And not be tossed or turned. I long to leave an opus Of truths I have discerned. I shall let you …

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