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Book signing at Open Book Community Bookstore |
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Tuesday, 23 March 2010 08:58 |
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Master Teacher Tony Somlai signed copies of "Peace Vigil" at Open Book Community Bookstore in Shorewood on Sunday, March 14. Thanks to BJ Bliss, the store owners and everyone who attended for a successful signing.  Anton Somlai and BJ Bliss, of Open Book Community Bookstore, at the book signing. 
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Master Teacher at Open Book Coop in Milwaukee March 14 |
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Sunday, 07 March 2010 11:39 |
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Master Teacher Anton Somlai will sign copies of Peace Vigil and give a talk about peace in your everyday life at Open Book, 4093 North Oakland Avenue, at 1 p.m. on Sunday, March 14. We've received great support from the store and are looking forward to our first appearance at Open Book, which is located in the former Schwartz Books on Oakland Ave. Please come out and support Peace Vigil and a great local book store! |
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Book signing at Kenosha's 'Down The Rabbit Hole' |
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Monday, 25 January 2010 15:09 |
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Master Teachers Tony and Linda Somlai will read from and sign copies of "Peace Vigil - Living Without Hesitation" in Kenosha on Sunday, Jan. 31 at 1 p.m. at "Down The Rabbit Hole," 5709 7th Ave. Down The Rabbit Hole is a terrific shop in Downtown Kenosha that sells Buddhas, spiritual tools and New Age decorations. Come out and meet the Master Teachers and support a great local business. |
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Monday, 28 December 2009 09:49 |
By Anton Somlai, Master Teacher
Ten pm Thursday night.
Lake wind churns, lapping against the eastern windows.
Sandalwood smoke courses in and out of consciousness.
Steady, quiet, cross-legged reflected in one breath.
Driving home from work, holding Libby, checking our day’s journey ends with hit, hit, hit.
A history of thoughts, fragmented, shattered, fades into the dharma room floor.
Waiting for the theatre of skandas.
Seconds, minutes, an hour with an open heart.
Years go by and nothing to report.
Loving-kindness patiently sits with gratitude.
The mind sound falls away, completely unknown.
Each practice as unique as a snowflake.
Each practice from the same substance.
The form remains while the perception changes in ebbs and flows.
Deep realization that drifts from thought to thought.
Drifting from alone to connected, awake and asleep, dark and light.
“I am here” followed by “Who am I?”
The fly sits on my hand, waiting.
We both let go. |
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