The Ripple Effect

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“The Ripple Effect”  |  Anthony Satori

“On one hand, we know that everything happens for a reason, and there are no mistakes or coincidences.  On the other hand, we learn that we can never give up, knowing that with the right tools and energy, we can reverse any decree or karma.  So, which is it?  Let the Light decide, or never give up?  The answer is: both.”

— Yehuda Berg

Trust Yourself to the Water

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“Canoe and Tree”  |  Anthony Satori

“To have faith is to trust yourself to the water.  When you swim you don’t grab hold of the water, because if you do you will sink and drown.  Instead you relax, and float.”

— Alan Watts

The Realm of Pure Meaning

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“Hidden Road”  |  Anthony Satori

Art finds its voice in the realm of pure meaning.  It has the ability to transcend words, often absolving us of the need for them entirely.  A work of art is an expression that flows directly from the artist’s spirit and then, with equal veracity, into the spirit of the receptive viewer.

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The Elements Within

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“The Elements Within”  |  Anthony Satori

“The most basic work for peace is to return to ourselves and to create harmony among the elements within us — our feelings, our perceptions, and our mental states. That is why the practice of meditation, looking deeply, is so important.”

— Thich Nhat Hanh

Dream the Myth Onward

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“Dream the Myth Onward”  |  Anthony Satori

“Even the best attempts at explanation [of an image] are only more or less successful translations into another metaphorical language.  Indeed, language itself is only an image.  The most we can do is dream the myth onward.”

— C. G. Jung

The Blue Centerlight

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“Girl Playing Guitar by Firelight”  |  Anthony Satori

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!'”

— Jack Kerouac