"Who can know what effect our smallest acts of kindness may have on others? Perhaps the most important contribution of Mother Teresa, who serves the most destitute and neglected, is that she instills in those who have been abandoned the realization that they too are loved." ~ Sant Darshan Singh Ji Maharaj ~ Panda Pig's Peace Sanctuary exists so that abandoned, neglected, sick, and dying guinea pigs may experience that they, too, are cherished and loved!
Panda's First Smile
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Simrit Kaur Fade Into You Live at Bhakti Yoga Shala - YouTube
Simrit Kaur Fade Into You Live at Bhakti Yoga Shala - YouTube:
^^Pensive. Rolling in and out on sadness, reflection, joy...
This song by Brit band Mazzy Star is the only one they really
received attention for back in the mid-1990's before
disappearing into relative obscurity.
We may have posted this version before because
Simrit Kaur plays it unlike anyone else...
So here is her version either again or for the first time, dunno.
It's raining and chilly again, like last year.
No summer in sight.
Just the piggies and me. And Friends afar, all.
Wanna Fade Into...You.
We'll be meditating, piggying, art-ing, fading in and out.
With earrings of owls which will glow while I fade...
Doing art is all this
and a little that.
In solitude. Fading into paper, pens,
and an imagination where anything is possible
if one can seize the muse before she fades.
^^Pensive. Rolling in and out on sadness, reflection, joy...
This song by Brit band Mazzy Star is the only one they really
received attention for back in the mid-1990's before
disappearing into relative obscurity.
We may have posted this version before because
Simrit Kaur plays it unlike anyone else...
So here is her version either again or for the first time, dunno.
It's raining and chilly again, like last year.
No summer in sight.
Just the piggies and me. And Friends afar, all.
Wanna Fade Into...You.
We'll be meditating, piggying, art-ing, fading in and out.
With earrings of owls which will glow while I fade...
Doing art is all this
and a little that.
In solitude. Fading into paper, pens,
and an imagination where anything is possible
if one can seize the muse before she fades.
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