This is the story of a young man who went on a hike with those he thought were his friends. It was warm and pleasant day, idyllic you might say… pretty flowers all in bloom, birds chirping all the way, and if thunder played far away, well, who’s to say… All was gentle, all was great… until they faced the rumbling river, and the ravine in the way. “There’s a log cast across, as a bridge we must accept.” “It is too dangerous,” one exclaimed, “I fear we’re all doomed, here to st

“The Circus is coming to town! The Circus is coming to town!! Oh, what a joy, what fun… Oh, how much better our Life will be…!” And so it went, on and on for days on end… the cries, the expectations, the anticipation of this stupendous phenomenon… until the great day arrived… and the crowds gathered… “Look! Everyone is all dressed up in their Sunday best! It truly must be special…Look! There’s games of strengths for the men… oh, and competitions too, to see who is the bestest

It was a glorious morning in the Ashram … the air filled with the soft murmurs of the devotees as each filed in the Meditation Hall. The air fresh, belying the hot humidity soon to come, yet we were all happy to be here, in this sacred place, surrounded by others of like intent. Many of us had traveled many long miles in holy pilgrimage, seeking answers so our human struggles may be better understood, or at least looked at through the eyes of Spirit. Here we sat, shoulder to

The early days of railways were times of great change, fortunes were made, and some people grew to great importance… and one of these was the Train Conductor… this is his story (maybe). Ah, how good is the life of the Train conductor, who runs the iron-horse with great skill, and is shown much respect by all who ride with him. For some this even grows into small friendships, especially if you’re a regular – there is the young schoolteacher who, tired after a long day, always