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    That Glance
    That Glance
    That Glance
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    That Glance

    By Henry Joseph

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    THAT GLANCE contains thirty-four poetic reflections on the Path.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateJan 20, 2003
    ISBN9781410704610
    That Glance
    Author

    Henry Joseph

    Nageshwar is a spiritual son of Baba Muktananda.

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      That Glance - Henry Joseph

      THAT GLANCE

      NAGESHWAR

      © 2003 by Henry Joseph . All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or

      transmitted by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording,

      or otherwise, without written permission from the author.

      ISBN: 1-4107-0461-0 (e-book)

      ISBN: 1-4107-0462-9 (Paperback)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2002096615

      Printed in the United States of America

      Bloomington, IN

      Nageshwar

      P.O. Box 734

      Bowdon, GA

      30108

      USA

      1stBooks - rev. 01/17/03

      Offered at the lotus feet of Gurudev Baba Muktananda

      Contents

      That Glance

      Dreams

      Journey to the Self

      Scripture

      Judge Not

      Charade

        One

      Abandon Ship

      The Master Thief

      Those Shoes

      Effort

      Dive

      Worth

      You

      Love

      Materialism

      The Company of Saints

      The Meat of the Ignorant

      Birthright

      The Ritualist

      Renunciation

      Predator

      Perfection

      Saving the World

      Pillar to Post

      Limits

      Freedom

      House of Mirrors

      Candles

      Argument

      Cause and Effect

      Praise and Blame

      Water and Stone

      Involvement and Entanglement

      Keep Moving

      An End To Words

      About the Author

      That Glance

      Ah, Outlaw!

      My guns once gleamed as yours do—always oiled and ready.

      As ready as that smile.

      The half-bitter one you burn the world with.

      I once smiled that smile.

      And I once stood where you now stand—at that daunting crossroads.

      For an entire age I stood there—confused, angry, and alone.

      Then restlessness spurred me forward.

      Blindly, my impatient feet chose the Boulevard of Dreams.

      And for another age I wandered there,

      My eyes scorched by nightmare visions,

      My body reeling, lurching in the dreamscape.

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