This is a pic of the sun shining through the smoky sky of LA a few weeks ago.
No matter how dark it gets, the light always shines through.
Our hearts are aching, but we are rising from the ashes. Our hearts are cracked open, and we are more generous and compassionate. Our hearts are uplifted and inspired, and we are in awe of the Bodhisattvas in our midst: the sheriff who gave his life to save others, the first responders battling the flames, all of the Veterans whom we’ve honored this week.
The Mother is beautiful and terrible — Jai Maa. The world is continually changing — Om Namah Shivaya. The light prevails — Hare Krishna.