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Esalen sunset, Big Sur

Esalen sunset, Big Sur

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Esalen at sunset near Big Sur, California

Esalen at sunset near Big Sur, California

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esalen sunrise, big sur

esalen sunrise, big sur

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monarch migration, esalen retreat, big sur, california

monarch migration, esalen retreat, big sur, california

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Sunset from Esalen at Big Sur, California, each day a million moments all one, and from these we come out of the world, and go back in, again.

Sunset from Esalen at Big Sur, California, each day a million moments all one, and from these we come out of the world, and go back in, again.

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Massage tables in the cold winter sunset at Esalen in Big Sur, California

Massage tables in the cold winter sunset at Esalen in Big Sur, California

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Sunset on the Big Sur coast during a mindfulness meditation retreat at Esalen

Sunset on the Big Sur coast during a mindfulness meditation retreat at Esalen

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The Esalen seascape near Big Sur, California, during a mindfulness meditation workshop.

The Esalen seascape near Big Sur, California, during a mindfulness meditation workshop.

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Wrought-iron art over Esalen, Big Sur, California, during a mindfulness meditation retreat, January, 2013

Wrought-iron art over Esalen, Big Sur, California, during a mindfulness meditation retreat, January, 2013

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Esalen retreat, mindfulness meditation, Buddhism at Big Sur, 2013

Esalen retreat, mindfulness meditation, Buddhism at Big Sur, 2013

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the Esalen farm

the Esalen farm

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The seafields of Esalen, where love blooms always.

The seafields of Esalen, where love blooms always.

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"Do the little piece that’s ours to do—and that will change the world."

— Jon Kabat-Zinn, at Esalen, February 2012

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Who has not seen in imagination, when looking into the sunset sky, the gardens of the Hesperides, and the foundation of all those fables?—Henry David Thoreau
Esalen sunset near Big Sur, California

Who has not seen in imagination, when looking into the sunset sky, the gardens of the Hesperides, and the foundation of all those fables?
—Henry David Thoreau

Esalen sunset near Big Sur, California

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In the realm of Esalen Questions of silence, of waves and monarchs, cactus, mist, and tree ants. The sound of my heart fear beats on the rocks. The hurry to finish and the hope no one will speak to me, and if I keep my head down no one will ask. Questions of the silent lunch, of artichokes and lentils and carrots. A dewdrop clear as glass rolls around like a pinball on a leaf where veins of chlorophyll spread like green spider webs  until the droplet forms a pearl in the center, mirror to the very soul of life. Questions of silence asked with no question marks, and answered without knowing: Breath, trust, love, forgiveness, silence.

In the realm of Esalen

Questions of silence,
of waves and monarchs,
cactus, mist, and tree ants.
The sound of my heart fear beats on the rocks.
The hurry to finish and the hope no one will speak to me,
and if I keep my head down no one will ask.
Questions of the silent lunch, of artichokes and lentils and carrots.
A dewdrop clear as glass rolls around like a pinball on
a leaf where veins of chlorophyll spread like green spider webs
until the droplet forms a pearl in the center, mirror to the very soul of life.
Questions of silence asked with no question marks, and answered
without knowing: Breath, trust, love, forgiveness, silence.