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“Happy Diwali…

…with lots of Love and Light to you and yours!”

https://goldenganeshart.com/ceramic-art/

HANUMAN the Great!

New from Brigitte’s studio …

https://goldenganeshart.com

GoldenGaneshArt.com

Welcome to my wife’s beautiful new Online Shop:

GoldenGaneshArt.com

Goldenganeshart.com homepage

5 May 1970 – when the Seed sprouted

Two weeks before May 5, 1982, I learned how to meditate (really meditate, in thoughtless awareness, feeling the benevolent effects of my very own kundalini energy in me). Now Sahaja Yoga is celebrating 50 years of establishing global transformation, from a time when meditation was viewed as an esoteric hobby, to the present when it’s recommended worldwide by health experts for its universal balancing and integrative effects.
How time flies. Today it’s been half-a-century since that crucial sprouting that’s since risen into this majestic tree. Then, for me, it was still a 12-year-old sapling that has gradually lifted me into reality.
It’s so peaceful and fulfilling up here. Thank You, Shri Mataji, and everyone that has dedicated their lives to establishing this essential metamorphosis. ๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒณ

https://shrimataji.org

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human instinct – Benevolence

SELF-ISOLATION/RECREATION, DAY 5

โ€œWhen the going gets tough,ย the tough get going!โ€

(the wife will find plenty for me to do at home!)

interview of an old Canadian pioneer sahaja yogi

MEDITATE TO REGENERATE โ˜บ๏ธ

Christmas Concert Vienna, 2019 โ€” grand finale

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my birthday djembe!

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human angels and the new Dawn

Here in the twenty-first century, moving amongst us are personages of past renown marked now not by outstanding appearance or popular appreciation, but by the inner treasures they radiate: universal benevolence and the germinating power of enlightenment.
A Sunrise approaches that will reveal all the sublime glory of life โ€” not on any media display, but in the hearts of human beings.
Look within. That precious hour is upon us.

~Edward Saugstad

“We are indeed larvae, eating our way through Earth’s resources in a mindless, caterpillar fashion, but I believe that the imago is already beginning to stir within. When the ‘climate’ is right, it will break out not as some sort of super computer but as an organic being [collective consciousness] that will embody all of the Supernature and look back on technology as a childhood toy.”

~Lyall Watson

the magnetic North Pole is moving to Mount Kailash!

our open house/studio!

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drop by for a visit!

 

an Austrian-Italian wedding!

NON-

STOP

FUN!

sunshine, beauty and friends!

when the Italians get dancing!

Traun Lake!

the Canadian Ice Cream Inspector hard at work!

what we happened to get as the last available hotel room in the whole area – the one guarded by ancient asian angels!

the romantic Spitz Villa in Traunkirchen

homestead upgrades

New photovoltaic sun energy system:

https://www.facebook.com/edward.saugstad/media_set?set=a.10156583248401545&type=3

and, new larch steps to the creek:

https://www.facebook.com/edward.saugstad/media_set?set=a.10156583277136545&type=3

 

(Going up fast – looks like itโ€™ll get above 2000 watts electricity production this morning! โšก๏ธฮฉ)

Sir Ed Word Designs Amazon t-shirts

In case you ever wondered if it would be possible to enjoy Brigitte Saugstad‘s beautiful statues wherever you go:
Now you can!
If you live in the USA or Europe, just visit one of the three following Amazon addresses that go to:

Sir Ed Word Designs

Pick your size and colour, and order away ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

(new designs will be uploaded often!)

โ€”for U.K. and Europe:

DANCE AS THOUGH

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07P5ZJZ5K

I CAN DANCE

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07P16KS86

HUG ME

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07P7W7VXM

DANCE WITH ME

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07PG92H2S

DANCE DANCE WHEREVER YOU MAY BE

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07PM8YR9L

I LOVE SUMMERTIME

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07PPK2TQX

I LOVE MY CRAZY FRIENDS

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07PPXZX5W

ALL OF US HIDE A HERO INSIDE

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07PS6VDL2

(gold sitting Ganesha front/back)

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07PR7M2P6

CHILL

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07PNZ2RWK

(red-white large sitting Ganesha)

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07NRVQV4W

(white standing Hanuman)

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07Q47QL8P

(white looking up dancing Ganesha)

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07Q4GF693

โ€”for the U.S.A:

DANCE AS THOUGH

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07P23LKL4

I CAN DANCE

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07P9WBYJ1

HUG ME

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07PB1L9FN

DANCE WITH ME

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07P9DK54T

DANCE DANCE WHEREVER YOU MAY BE

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07PGBPKTL

I LOVE SUMMERTIME

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07PSVF8QM

I LOVE MY CRAZY FRIENDS

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07PPXYH7J

ALL OF US HIDE A HERO INSIDE

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07PR25RL1

(gold sitting Ganesha front/back)

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07PN1521L

CHILL

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07PSF54HK

(red-white large sitting Ganesha)

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NRVQLG2

(white standing Hanuman)

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07Q6HCGY2

(white looking up dancing Ganesha)

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07Q4FZF6W

โ€”for Germany and Austria

TANZ ALS OB

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07NX9CPF4

ICH KANN TANZEN

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07NYBJCHS

UMARME MICH

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PSPVJTM

TANZ MIT MIR

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PG91SXM

(DANCE DANCE -wordless)

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PN78YS1

I LIEBE SOMMER

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PSVT25L

I LIEBE MEINE LUSTIGEN FREUNDINNEN

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PR2F43N

HELD

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PMTMBQG

(gold sitting Ganesha front/back)

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PN15SKY

CHILL

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PR845BJ

(red-white large sitting Ganesha)

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07PZFB5BF

(white standing Hanuman)

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07Q47RQXY

(white looking up dancing Ganesha)

https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07Q8VRCVF

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Prime Minister Atkinson – 2019

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Rowan, do us all an unforgettable favour and run for the office of prime minister of the UK
(and, for God’s sake, win โ€” PLEASE WIN!)

Truth is stranger than fiction!:

Weโ€™re briefly interrupting global corruption for some good will and valuable comedy entertainment ๐Ÿ˜‰

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-48007487?fbclid=IwAR3mNyoPg_KklB-WIEQFmEjOIcUgcreithMqyERQ90_M6dNRztvloM4oq8M

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“Happy Springtime 2019!”

http://www.brigittesaugstad.com

winter’s last rain

all things green sprout suddenly after the last winter rain, here on the threshold to Narnia …

40 Year Challenge

(on my birthday, today)

โ€˜Sir Ed Wordโ€™ with his Self-realisation 2019

โ€˜Ed the Headโ€™ with his elf-realisation 1979

(I survived the โ€˜60s, the โ€™70s, the โ€˜80s, the โ€™90s, the โ€˜00s and โ€” so far โ€” the 2000-teens!)

the Art of Birthdaying!

Brigitte Saugstad exhibiting at the annual ArtInnsbruck art fair, 16-20 January 2019

MORE PHOTOS AT:

https://www.facebook.com/edward.saugstad/media_set?set=a.10156147997386545&type=3

 

inner-most-child

๐ŸŒบ each of us has a happy baby elephant inside ๐ŸŒบ

(Everything Is Not About ME!)

2019: the year of Inner Peace

“Happy New Year!”

(meditate to regenerate)

๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒน

Like millions of dew drops, each perfectly reflecting the morning sun, may every cell inside me naturally reflect the Heart of God.

I will no longer be divided from Her by my two arbitrary balloons of ego and conditionings.

Her promise to me is healing equilibrium and eternal Union.

Unconditionally do I accept my destiny divine.

Mother …

or here:

http://edsaugstad.com/VIDEO-files/the-cool-breeze-and-forgiveness-from-The-Shack.mp4

I Left My Heart In the Centre of the World

โ€œHappy Diwali 2018!โ€
Festival of Light
๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’—๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’—๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ’—๐ŸŒž
(benevolent grace in Greece)

If the ancient waters and coastlines could speak, what amazing tales they could tell us!

Have you ever spontaneously flown somewhere, not knowing what to expect but feeling a rare thrill rising in your heart? When my wife first heard that many of our friends were booked to fly to Greece to celebrate Diwali, the Hindu Festival of Light, she took out her smart-phone and booked two seats for us.

Iโ€™d never been down to that fabled peninsula in the Mediterranean Sea, but my first impression was similar to that of India, an ancient world that Iโ€™ve had the privilege of visiting many times. This initial intuition that began when my wife came home and announced that we would soon be going there, was boosted when we eventually boarded an airliner half full of laughing, singing, childlike Indian women, all of whom had also strongly felt the calling.

My first impressions there were that everything was familiar. It was easy to get around in, like any other Western country. The freeways were almost empty and everyone seemed to drive slowly, which was very relaxingย  (although it did occur to Brigitte and me that maybe due to the economic hardships the locals are experiencing, not many can afford to speed, or even to drive). Then a massive wall of dark grey-purple cloud rose up and washed the landscape clean with a brief rain. We found it to be a significant welcome for all the pilgrims showing up that weekend, and I was reminded of the ancient demigods who were believed to inhabit this land in prehistory. (Human beings, in particular one or two โ€˜poetsโ€™, long ago wrote perverted interpretations of these titansโ€™ lives on Earth, lowering them to the level of incest and murder, ideas unfortunately still generally accepted today.)

My wifeโ€™s favourite thing in life is to wake up early near a beach and go for a long walk and foot-soak there. We were sheltered near the scenic end of a bay, and because it was outside of the busy summer season, there was hardly anyone around. In Greece, even the stray dogs and cats seem at peace as they stretch out beside strangers and give the impression of being completely fulfilled (when actually theyโ€™re cleverly making friends to get something to eat!). Every morning our hearts would stretch out to the distant islands and mysterious waters so our souls could consume the vast beauty and deep history around us. We attended colourful Diwali functions, enjoyed ourselves immensely with many new and old friends, and even ascended the ancient inland hills to the Centre of the World, the Navel of Creation! (Weeks later, Brigitte hasnโ€™t lost the inspiring heart-boost that she still rides on daily.)

They say that Zeus, king of the demigods, in order to determine the centre of the world, sent two great eagles flying, one from each extreme, east and west. They met in the place that was later named Delphi. A most magical place! I really felt like I was back in India where everything began thousands of years ago, not in young Europe any more. Thereโ€™s even a natural free-standing stone in the original centre of the sacred grounds, recognizable as the Hindu child-god, Ganesha, emitting amazing vibrations (light and cool).

All two-hundred-and-fifty of us felt light and joyous, many reminded of the old tours of central India that we used to go on in the nineteen-eighties. In contrast to the great subtle significance of this location, Brigitte pointed out that the manmade history was just full of ego. Pompous conquerers would display statues of their officers there to show the gods and all the world how very important they were. Even down in the so-called civilized nation-state of Athens, such a great, benevolent genius (I would go so far as to say divine messenger) like Socrates was killed by men-on-ego. And here we are, thousands of years later, repeating the same patterns in our heads, hearts and actions.

Descending back down to the twenty-first century at the end of the day, I remembered how, as a twelve-year-old child in Canada in 1970, I had suddenly been overwhelmed to write a long Social Studies essay on the Greek gods, accompanied by a hand-drawn wall mural; and in Art class I passionately attempted to carve a plaster-of-Paris bust of Socrates. I didnโ€™t know what overcame me at that time, but now I guess it was personal insight into a higher realm of existence. Forty-eight years later Iโ€™ve breathed those essential airs and walked upon the very roots of legend that send the restless mind up into soothing meditation.

If youโ€™ve never been to Greece, go there soon โ€” with an open mind and heart.

Best wishes (pure desires),
Ed

Delphi:
The eternal watch of Pallas Athena

Ed initializes time warp
“Beam us up!”

One eagle from the West …

… and one from the East

Ganesha!

 

“HAPPY DIWALI!”
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more photos here:

https://www.facebook.com/edward.saugstad/media_set?set=a.10156077110191545&type=3

what i’ve benefited the most from most of my life …

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(… almost 37 years now)

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endearing

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โ€œI discovered now why Iโ€™ve always been so easily moved to tears, witnessing human emotions in songs and movies:
I catch a glimpse of all the diverse human beings,
like beloved children of a common Mother,
and how universally sweet they can sometimes be,
struggling through lifeโ€™s hardships.โ€
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awaiting the dawn of music

My existence has been a silent song

awaiting the dawn of music ๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŽถ

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improv in the ancient Italian valley

Life is a journey

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Long, long ago in Canada, when I, as a small child, was hiding in my bedroom listening to the drunken fights of my parents; or, at fifteen, hurrying terrified through a dark suburban neighbourhood seeking rescue as my first massive dose of LSD ripped through my brain; or, as a young adult, begging for coins on a city street or curled up on the concrete under newspapers, trying to catch glimpses of my unreachable dreams,

I could never have suspected that I would someday be enjoying a good book in the living room of my homestead on the other side of the world, loved and respected and at peace with my soul and the universe.

It all comes from within us, every bountiful drop of life manifesting.

Seek the silence of the present moment whence abundance springs.

Union is the key to the front door.

 

Life is a journey.
Step out of the pain shadows into the comforting light
And always carry your true home in that beautiful heart of yours.

 

Victoria:
‘We were reminiscing about Cabella. Our daughter Joy said “For us children, Uncle Eddie was King” and “When I grow up I’m going to follow his tradition of making all the children happy.” Then she told us about the coins you used to bury in the sandpit and how they found enough to buy an ice cream, and other lovely stories and memories.’

Ed Saugstad TV interview and garden-party

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In which Sir Ed Word appears on local television

… and the Party commences!

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what goes on in the head of Ed? -1

https://www.amazon.com/Oakee-Doakee-Hate-Edward-Saugstad/dp/0955150361/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&qid=1526822119&sr=8-7&keywords=edward+saugstad

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I have become the hollow drum

36 years ago today I crossed an essential threshold and embarked on an epic journey …

into enlightenment.

Almost every day since the 20th of April, 1982, I’ve been able to attain clarity, and briefly glimpse blissful Reality through the instrument of my central nervous system, and the state of thoughtless awareness.

The upward spiral unfolds, with wonderful surprises arising just around every curve.

More than anything else, I wish this for you.

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(for full-size headphones or bass intense speaker system!)

In separation have I suffered long,
But now am glorified in the eternal bliss of Union.

And from my core,
That once was small,
The sound of Light
Expands to all.

Never will I shrink again
Into a ball of doubt and pain.
Forever forth, in inner sky,
I spread my wings and upward fly.

All Life pulsates within my breast.

I have become
The hollow drum.

~Ed Saugstad
20 April 2018

 

 

โ€”special thanks to Linda Dzus (wife of one of my old best buddies, Doug) who took this amazing photo in their neighbourhood on Mayne Island, British Columbia, the oasis that I briefly took refuge in after attaining self-realisation, 36 years agoโ€”

“Happy Easter 2018!”

“Happy Springtime!”
“Happy Easter!”
lots of love,
e&b

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(welcome back from the winter sleep)

http://brigittesaugstad.com

inner peace, inner springtime

๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท

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๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒท

part-and-parcel-of-the-party!

๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ™ƒ

hOMe is where your OM is

๐Ÿ•‰๐Ÿ˜ƒโ˜ฏ๏ธ

to GIF or not to GIF?…

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Good citizens: kick out corruption from high places โ€” and score big time!

(oh, no! Ed just figured out how to quickly make GIF files from video clips via Final Cut Pro and Photoshop! ๐Ÿ˜ณ)

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“HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!”

It’s a new year???
Oh! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

Merry Christmas! (the Evolution of Eddie)

I was born into the realm of the Wild West when Elvis was king, at the height of social freedoms which were slipping steadily down into the mists of abandon. Unlimited alcohol and tobacco consumption were a household norm for many families, with few or no suspicions about their ill effects โ€” gross and subtle.

My first eight years took me along an often bumpy road, with the scary shadows of evermore chaos lurking just around the next bend. But there was also love. I grew up with some delightfully humorous and caring souls. My best memories still shine from those joyous occasions when we, once a year, exchanged presents, had fun together, and temporarily forgot all our fears and worries: Christmas Days!

Just before my eighth Christmas in 1965, my Dad returned home, sober, after a four year absence. From that time on, everything seemed to get more prosperous and abundant โ€” including the number of siblings. Within another three years we would be eight brothers and sisters celebrating at home together!
I was then blessed to live through a period of wealth and wellbeing that most children in the world will never know. Looking back at my long climb as a human being, I recognize how very lucky Iโ€™ve been this time around.

May the liberating Innocence, that we call Luck, fill the hearts of good people, everywhere.

Wishing you and yours Love and Light at this special time,
your friend in this abundant moment,
Ed

(We were, oldest to youngest: Dad, Mom, Darlene, Cheryl, Rick, Ed, Glenn, David, Allan and Don. Christmases were also celebrated at Nana and Grandpaโ€™s place, Momโ€™s Finnish parents. Almost half-a-century later we would be three more, Tia, Karen and Cliff, senior siblings divided from us by Dad’s first divorce.)

https://www.facebook.com/edward.saugstad/media_set?set=a.10155257909416545.1073741890.583641544&type=3

Darlene, Eddie, Rick and Cheryl

Darlene, Eddie, Rick and Cheryl

Rick, Eddie, Darlene, Grandpa, Glenn and Cheryl

David and Glenn, Darlene, Rick, Cheryl and Eddie

Darlene, Eddie, Rick, Glenn and Cheryl

Rick, Mom, Nana, Glenn, Eddie, Darlene and Cheryl, Grandpa and David

Rick, Cheryl, Eddie, Glenn, Darlene and David

Eddie’s haircut, May 1965
(a month before the end of grade one, and still half a year before that special Christmas that marked the end of Dad’s long drunken absence)

Glenn, David and Eddie

Darlene, Mom, Cheryl, Rick, Eddie, Glenn and David

David, Glenn and Eddie

Cheryl and Darlene, Glenn, Eddie, Rick and David

Darlene, Rick and Cheryl (the ‘Big Kids’) and Eddie, Glenn and David (the ‘Little Kids’)

Cheryl, Glenn and David

Darlene, Mom and Dad, Eddie, Nana, Rick, Cheryl, David and Glenn

Eddie, Rick, Darlene, Dad, Allan, Mom, Cheryl, Glenn and David

Eddie, Rick, Darlene, Dad, Allan, Mom, Cheryl, Glenn and David

Rick, Allan, Mom and Nana

Allan and Cheryl

Glenn, David and Eddie

Allan, Glenn, Eddie, Don and David

Darlene, Dad, Eddie, Don and Rick

Rick, Cheryl, Darlene and Eddie, Dad with David, Mom with Don, Allan and Glenn

Glenn, Eddie, David, Allan and little Don

FUN CHAOS!

Eddie (Ed the Head) and Don

Allan, Glenn, Ed and Don

๐ŸŽ„Merry Christmas!๐ŸŽ (the Evolution of Eddie)

I was born into the realm of the Wild West when Elvis was king, at the height of social freedoms which were slipping steadily down into the mists of abandon. Unlimited alcohol and tobacco consumption were a household norm for many families, with few or no suspicions about their ill effects โ€” gross and subtle.

My first eight years took me along an often bumpy road, with the scary shadows of evermore chaos lurking just around the next bend. But there was also love. I grew up with some delightfully humorous and caring souls. My best memories still shine from those joyous occasions when we, once a year, exchanged presents, had fun together, and temporarily forgot all our fears and worries: Christmas Days!

Just before my eighth Christmas in 1965, my Dad returned home, sober, after a four year absence. From that time on, everything seemed to get more prosperous and abundant โ€” including the number of siblings. Within another three years we would be eight brothers and sisters celebrating at home together!
I was then blessed to live through a period of wealth and wellbeing that most children in the world will never know. Looking back at my long climb as a human being, I recognize how very lucky Iโ€™ve been this time around.

May the liberating Innocence, that we call Luck, fill the hearts of good people, everywhere.

Wishing you and yours Love and Light at this special time,
your friend in this abundant moment,
Ed

(We were, oldest to youngest: Dad, Mom, Darlene, Cheryl, Rick, Ed, Glenn, David, Allan and Don. Christmases were also celebrated at Nana and Grandpaโ€™s place, Momโ€™s Finnish parents. Almost half-a-century later we would be three more, Tia, Karen and Cliff, senior siblings divided from us by Dad’s first divorce.)

https://www.facebook.com/edward.saugstad/media_set?set=a.10155257909416545.1073741890.583641544&type=3

Darlene, Eddie, Rick and Cheryl

Darlene, Eddie, Rick and Cheryl

Rick, Eddie, Darlene, Grandpa, Glenn and Cheryl

David and Glenn, Darlene, Rick, Cheryl and Eddie

Darlene, Eddie, Rick, Glenn and Cheryl

Rick, Mom, Nana, Glenn, Eddie, Darlene and Cheryl, Grandpa and David

Rick, Cheryl, Eddie, Glenn, Darlene and David

Eddie’s haircut, May 1965
(a month before the end of grade one, and still half a year before that special Christmas that marked the end of Dad’s long drunken absence)

Glenn, David and Eddie

Darlene, Mom, Cheryl, Rick, Eddie, Glenn and David

David, Glenn and Eddie

Cheryl and Darlene, Glenn, Eddie, Rick and David

Darlene, Rick and Cheryl (the ‘Big Kids’) and Eddie, Glenn and David (the ‘Little Kids’)

Cheryl, Glenn and David

Darlene, Mom and Dad, Eddie, Nana, Rick, Cheryl, David and Glenn

Eddie, Rick, Darlene, Dad, Allan, Mom, Cheryl, Glenn and David

Eddie, Rick, Darlene, Dad, Allan, Mom, Cheryl, Glenn and David

Rick, Allan, Mom and Nana

Allan and Cheryl

Glenn, David and Eddie

Allan, Glenn, Eddie, Don and David

Darlene, Dad, Eddie, Don and Rick

Rick, Cheryl, Darlene and Eddie, Dad with David, Mom with Don, Allan and Glenn

Glenn, Eddie, David, Allan and little Don

FUN CHAOS!

Eddie (Ed the Head) and Don

Allan, Glenn, Ed and Don

the affirmation

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“I live in a state

of absolute, unconditional

Forgiveness”

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take time to WONDER

 

don’t panic …

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… our world is just a kitten playing with a ballย 

๐ŸŒŽ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ’ญ

me in my most magical year, 1982!

“Happy Diwali 2017!”

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“Happy Diwali 2017!”
may collective consciousness rise and shine

(and don’t fear ogres โ€” they may turn out to be your friends or relations!)

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from chapter ten, OAKEE DOAKEEโ€”RAMAYANA

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โ€œHumanity presently finds itself in a state of important change โ€” from its primitive, aggressive beginnings to a more loving, advanced expression of life. To do this, we must use a balance of force and self-sacrificing kindness to expel the brutal darkness in us, replacing it with the light of subtle, loving boundaries and interactions that make our lives together more blissful and spiritually productive.โ€

As he tucked each of them in like a loving grandfather, he touched them gently on top of their heads with his big hand. Oakee felt the spiritual, motherly energy that he often became aware of, rising now strongly up the center of his body and out of the top of his head like a river of soothing coolness. Then he slept.

http://amazon.com/author/sir-ed-word

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meditation is a free, natural state of optimal equilibrium

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http://www.freemeditation.com/online-meditation/self-realization-workshop-kundalini-awakening/

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Felix Felicis

sharing Self-realization via film production

A few years ago a friend of ours was among the runners-up for a prestigious international short films award. After the viewing ceremony, a celebrity in the audience (Natalie Portman) sent Silvina a note telling that she had never felt such a deep experience from a spiritual film before.

May the Force be with us.

the Broccoli Blues

“Oh dear! Who let Ed into the kitchen?”