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'The Maharshi' newslettercitations

May/Jun 1991 Maharshi's Guidance
Jul/Aug 1992 As I Saw Him, #9
Nov/Dec 1992 Advent in Ashrama-NY
Sep/Oct 1994 Roaming and a Death Experience in 1912
Mar/Apr 1995 The Recollections of N.Balarama Reddy, Introduction
Mar/Apr 1996 mentioned during Jayanti in Ashrama-NY
May/Jun 1996 A Visit to Russia
Mar/Apr 1997 Grace and Guidance
May/Jun 1997 Bhakti or Gnana
Jul/Aug 1997 The Meaning of Sri Ramanasramam
Nov/Dec 1997 25th Anniversary of Arunachala Ashrama Nova Scotia, Canada
May/Jun 1999 Sadguru is Within
Sep/Oct 1999 Grace From a Distance
Sep/Oct 1999 Austerity
Nov/Dec 1999 An Email from Uma
Jul/Aug 2000 Arunachala Bhakta Bhagawat, 1912 - 2000, Part 1
Nov/Dec 2000 Be Still, It Is the Wind that Sings (book announcement)
Jan/Feb 2001 Concentrating on the Heart
Jul/Aug 2001 The Mountain Path
Nov/Dec 2001 Email from Washington, DC (following 9/11)
Mar/Apr 2002 My Life and Quest
Jul/Aug 2003 Henri Cartier-Bresson
Nov/Dec 2003 Two Kinds of Guru
Jan/Feb 2004 Ramana Sat-Guru
Mar/Apr 2004 The Collected Works of Sri Ramana Maharshi
Nov/Dec 2004 How Ramana Maharshi Came Into My Life, Shoshi Shophrony
Jan/Feb 2005 The Elixir of Youth
Mar/Apr 2005 How the Maharshi Came to Me, by Robert Hanlon
Jan/Feb 2008 Sw.Ramanananda Saraswati
May/Jun 2008 Sri Ramana's 58th Mahanirvana, CA (poem 'Presence' mentioned
Sep/Oct 2008 The Path of Enquiry
Jan/Feb 2011 The Elixir of Youth
Nov/Dec 2011 If Only It Were Chadwick, part 3
Nov/Dec 2012 Arunachala Bhakta Bhagawat, Birth Centenary
May/Jun 2013 Ramanashram Today
Jul/Aug 2013 Observations on the May/Jun issue
Sep/Oct 2014 Major Chadwick and Sujata Sen (2 references)
Mar/Apr 2015 Maud A.Piggott, part 2
Jul/Aug 2015 Sri Ramanasramam Today and Tomorrow
May/Jun 2016 How I Met The Maharshi by Louis Hartz
Jan/Feb 2012 50th Anniversary of Arunachala Ashrama, part 2
Jul/Aug 2017 Whatever Became of Frank H.HumphreysX
May/Jun 2018 Yoga Swami of Jaffna
Sep/Oct 2018 The Maharshi's Way
Jul/Aug 2023 The Effort, Grace and Destiny
Nov/Dec 2023 Elixir of Youth
Jan/Feb 2024 Upadesa Undiyar


Ramana Sat-Guru

To feel, to know, to be the Christ within —
Can there then be love for Christ on earth,
Walking like men, seen as a man is seen?
Seek not to argue ; love has greater worth.
    Love makes man kin

With the Beloved. Such have I known,
Him of the lustrous eyes, Him whose sole look
Pierced to the heart, wherein the seed was sown
Of wisdom deeper than in holy book,
    Of truth alone

Not to be learned but lived, Truth in its hour
To sprout within the heart’s dark, wintry earth
And grow a vibrant thing, then, come to power,
To slay the seeming self that gave it birth,
    Or to devour.

Heart of my heart, seen outwardly as one
In human form, to draw my human love,
Lord Ramana, Guru, the risen Sun,
Self manifest, the guide of all who rove,
    Lost and alone,

In tangled thoughts and vain imaginings,
Back to pure Being, which your radiant smile,
Full of compassion for my wanderings,
Tells me I always was, though lost this while
    In a world of things.
  
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Ahad

Before the beginning He was, Beyond the ending He is, Hidden in the heart of man, Flared forth in a myriad stars and a bird’s song. Unchanged and unbegun, Unfellowed, He, the One, The All He is, the Alone, Otherness but a dream gone on too long.


The Wind

I am a pipe the wind blows through,
Be still, it is the wind that sings.
The course of my life and the things that I do
And the seeming false and the seeming true
Are the tune of the wind that neither knows
Good and ill, nor joys and woes.
But the ultimate awe is deeper yet
Than song or pipe or storm;
For pipe and tune are the formless wind
That seemed for a while to take form.
And words are good to escape from words
And strife to escape from strife,
But silence drinks in all the waves
Of song and death and life.