Arthur Osborne
Citations
- Absorbed in Arunachala-Ramana
- Be Still, It Is the Wind That Sings [1]
- Bhagavad Gita
- Collected Works of Ramana Maharshi
- The Elixir of Youth
- For Those with Little Dust
- How I Came to the Maharshi
- The Incredible Sai Baba
- My Life and Quest 0[1] [2]
- Ramana Maharshi & the Path of Self-Knowledge
- Silent Power
- Teachings of Sri Ramana Maharshi in His Own Words
- Voice of the Ego
'The Maharshi' newsletter
- May/Jun 1991 Maharshi's Guidance
- Jul/Aug 1992 As I Saw Him, #9
- Nov/Dec 1992 Advent in Ashrama-NY
- Sep/Oct 1994 Roaming and a Death Experience in 1912
- Mar/Apr 1995 The Recollections of N.Balarama Reddy, Introduction
- Mar/Apr 1996 mentioned during Jayanti in Ashrama-NY
- May/Jun 1996 A Visit to Russia
- Mar/Apr 1997 Grace and Guidance
- May/Jun 1997 Bhakti or Gnana
- Jul/Aug 1997 The Meaning of Sri Ramanasramam
- Nov/Dec 1997 25th Anniversary of Arunachala Ashrama Nova Scotia, Canada
- May/Jun 1999 Sadguru is Within
- Sep/Oct 1999 Grace From a Distance
- Sep/Oct 1999 Austerity
- Nov/Dec 1999 An Email from Uma
- Jul/Aug 2000 Arunachala Bhakta Bhagawat, 1912 - 2000, Part 1
- Nov/Dec 2000 Be Still, It Is the Wind that Sings (book announcement)
- Jan/Feb 2001 Concentrating on the Heart
- Jul/Aug 2001 The Mountain Path
- Nov/Dec 2001 Email from Washington, DC (following 9/11)
- Mar/Apr 2002 My Life and Quest
- Jul/Aug 2003 Henri Cartier-Bresson
- Nov/Dec 2003 Two Kinds of Guru
- Jan/Feb 2004 Ramana Sat-Guru
- Mar/Apr 2004 The Collected Works of Sri Ramana Maharshi
- Nov/Dec 2004 How Ramana Maharshi Came Into My Life, Shoshi Shophrony
- Jan/Feb 2005 The Elixir of Youth
- Mar/Apr 2005 How the Maharshi Came to Me, by Robert Hanlon
- Jan/Feb 2008 Sw.Ramanananda Saraswati
- May/Jun 2008 Sri Ramana's 58th Mahanirvana, CA (poem 'Presence' mentioned
- Sep/Oct 2008 The Path of Enquiry
- Jan/Feb 2011 The Elixir of Youth
- Nov/Dec 2011 If Only It Were Chadwick, part 3
- Nov/Dec 2012 Arunachala Bhakta Bhagawat, Birth Centenary
- May/Jun 2013 Ramanashram Today
- Jul/Aug 2013 Observations on the May/Jun issue
- Sep/Oct 2014 Major Chadwick and Sujata Sen (2 references)
- Mar/Apr 2015 Maud A.Piggott, part 2
- Jul/Aug 2015 Sri Ramanasramam Today and Tomorrow
- May/Jun 2016 How I Met The Maharshi by Louis Hartz
- Jan/Feb 2012 50th Anniversary of Arunachala Ashrama, part 2
- Jul/Aug 2017 Whatever Became of Frank H.HumphreysX
- May/Jun 2018 Yoga Swami of Jaffna
- Sep/Oct 2018 The Maharshi's Way
- Jul/Aug 2023 The Effort, Grace and Destiny
- Nov/Dec 2023 Elixir of Youth
- Jan/Feb 2024 Upadesa Undiyar
- May/Jun 2025 Upadesa Undiyar
Ramana Sat-Guru
To feel, to know, to be the Christ within —
Can there then be love for Christ on earth,
Walking like men, seen as a man is seen?
Seek not to argue ; love has greater worth.
Love makes man kin
With the Beloved. Such have I known,
Him of the lustrous eyes, Him whose sole look
Pierced to the heart, wherein the seed was sown
Of wisdom deeper than in holy book,
Of truth alone
Not to be learned but lived, Truth in its hour
To sprout within the heart’s dark, wintry earth
And grow a vibrant thing, then, come to power,
To slay the seeming self that gave it birth,
Or to devour.
Heart of my heart, seen outwardly as one
In human form, to draw my human love,
Lord Ramana, Guru, the risen Sun,
Self manifest, the guide of all who rove,
Lost and alone,
In tangled thoughts and vain imaginings,
Back to pure Being, which your radiant smile,
Full of compassion for my wanderings,
Tells me I always was, though lost this while
In a world of things.
– 'The Mountain Path'
January 1966, p.14;
For Those With Little Dust
Ahad
Before the beginning He was, Beyond the ending He is, Hidden in the heart of man, Flared forth in a myriad stars and a bird’s song. Unchanged and unbegun, Unfellowed, He, the One, The All He is, the Alone, Otherness but a dream gone on too long.
– 'The Mountain Path' April 1964, p.79
The Wind
I am a pipe the wind blows through, Be still, it is the wind that sings. The course of my life and the things that I do And the seeming false and the seeming true Are the tune of the wind that neither knows Good and ill, nor joys and woes. But the ultimate awe is deeper yet Than song or pipe or storm; For pipe and tune are the formless wind That seemed for a while to take form. And words are good to escape from words And strife to escape from strife, But silence drinks in all the waves Of song and death and life.
– Be Still, It Is the Wind That Sings, pg.217

