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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In this volume, I have tried to offer an insight into New York City as Sri Chinmoy might have found it in 1964, and also the haven that he discovered in Woodstock. In addition, I have included transcripts of some evening gatherings at Sri Chinmoy’s home. They capture the delightful and unstructured ebb and flow of conversation, informal questions, personal guidance, reflections, and humorous asides. These were the moments when time itself seemed to stretch endlessly, punctuated only by the striking of a wall clock, the barking of Sri Chinmoy’s little dog or the mimicking calls of his mynah bird.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In this volume, I have tried to offer an insight into New York City as Sri Chinmoy might have found it in 1964, and also the haven that he discovered in Woodstock. In addition, I have included transcripts of some evening gatherings at Sri Chinmoy’s home. They capture the delightful and unstructured ebb and flow of conversation, informal questions, personal guidance, reflections, and humorous asides. These were the moments when time itself seemed to stretch endlessly, punctuated only by the striking of a wall clock, the barking of Sri Chinmoy’s little dog or the mimicking calls of his mynah bird.