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Chasing the Grail

It occurred to me in sivasanah yesterday that I came back here to attend things that were never quite finished years ago, and now have been given all new directions. The vision I had was of a horse and rider, on a beach. He threw at me a white orb. It was my dream as well, last night. It must have been a snowball. I woke this morning to snow, falling, making everything clean and fresh, feeling good again. I…

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American gypsy

The following class we picked up with the Indians at Thanksgiving theme.  Marcel was most attentive.  Asking me to describe Indians, the class was eager to have first hand information from a real Indian. I had done a great deal of thinking and preparation for this class trying to articulate the most accurate symbolism I could find, yet I had little understanding of the European hatred of the Roma people within their own society. Now, if I was to make…

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Nové Město to Vinohrady

Somehow while I was gone it became autumn here.  Enchantment settles upon me again as I sit at a café on the way to Unicorn.  Nusle doesn’t have that many cafes but I chose this Italian one, because I miss Calabria already. I jumped back into my teaching as if no time had passed.  I only have a few minutes, here, but it seems long right now. The past two days have thrown my whole being out of whack.  Gone…

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Maltézské námesti flat

I am working for three different language schools and they keep assigning me work.  Apparently, the schools, like the bank I started an account at, liked my address. My Prague flat is perched in a perfect location in Mala Strana. I have a view of Maltzeki Namesti, which I am told by the building owners, was in Amadaeus.  I walk to Kampa park and the Vltava or the Charles bridge in two minutes.  Last week there was a crew filming a…

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