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“In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer”

~Albert Camus

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Lose yourself to find yourself.

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Outer Drama and Inner Calm.  Life energy is the bridge between form and formlessness—a mingling of mythic and ordinary, secular and sacred, dream vision and street life.

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Breath Out

Change

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Form

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“The biological story is that the caterpillar eats many times its weight per day, and then when it forms a chrysalis, it goes into the quiescent state.

At that point, precellular entities called imaginal discs start to form.  They’re not full-fledged cells yet, and when they first appear, the immune system actually wipes them out.   So long as the discs are independent and separate, they are snuffed out as if they were foreign bodies.

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But as the metamorphosis goes on, more and more discs are created, and soon they start coming quicker and faster and clustering together and the immune system just breaks down.

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At that point, the body of the caterpillar begins to turn to a soupy nutrient fertilizer that nourishes the discs as they grow into full-fledged cells.

These cells develop into the body of the butterfly.  It’s a real kind of chemical transmutation, a natural force.”

~Elisabet Sahtouris

 

 

 

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Breath In

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Gratitude

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Formlessness

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“The joy of being human is uncovering the core we already are, the treasure buried in the ruin…”

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“We cannot change ourselves, we can only change the quality of our experience.” ….

~Michael Brown

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“…anywhere is the center of the world.” ….                   ~Black Elk

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“I shut my eyes in order to see…” …                ~Paul Gauguin

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It began with six Sitters, holding space and meditating on the Heart and Appreciation with techniques of Heart Math…. for two and a half hours.

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The evening of drama was the Breath Out of a 20 foot high Buddha face—his mouth opened up and a belly dancing Inner Spirit lead the way into the outer world.

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She was followed by Movers who were always present and reflecting the movements around them,

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then by the Drunken-Buddha-Party-Crashers who stumbled upon us and enjoyed the show.

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Called in by Drummers, a giant puppet who was both our inner fears and outer frustrations, raging with anger, exploded when touched on the Heart by one of the Movers.

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Chaos and collapse ensued, debris and small children ran wild, eventually spiraling slowly out as space trash, calmed by a heartbeat.

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A phoenix was born,

and the large puppet reformed anew, with calmness and a new shape, accompanied by a host of butterflies.

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At the end of the evening and the Breath Out, the Inner Spirit led them all back into the Mouth, to await the next Breath.

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MENU

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Appetizer Plate

Hummus Plate with Local Cucumber, Olives and Homemade Pita and Focaccia

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Sides

Tzatziki

Pickled Beets

Fried Cauliflower with Lemon Curry Spices

Cinnamon Rice

Garlic Roasted Potatoes

Thoum (Garlic Lemon Sauce)

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Entrees

Shawarma Seasoned Chicken

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Smoked Tofu with a Garlic Walnut Sauce

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Dessert

Mango Lassi with a Handblown Glass Straw

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MU

was a continent of legend that disappeared at the dawn of human history.  The story goes that the people of MU split into two opposing factions: those who prized practicality and those who prized spirituality.  Those of the practical nature emigrated to Atlantis, and those who prized spirituality ended up in northern India.

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Slideshow Music by Martires del Compas

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