Om Ganesha,
Afternoon Pujas and Prayers
June 19, 2004
Namaste my chelas all over the world,
All of Kashi has become a LIVING PATH TO PARADISE and I your Guru Mother will walk on this Path in a little while, A LIVING PATH TO OUR NEEM KAROLI BABA’S TEMPLE.
I will pass our Christ Cave and will receive a Blessing for our Jimmy Boy’s Heart.
I have already washed his Soul in our Sacred Ganga, the Ganga he loved so well.
My chelas and guests are Here from all over the world.
Every one has been working since dawn and yet there is a thin gray cloud over everyone’s head.
This cloud only comes when chela is worried for Guru.
I will carry the fresh earth from my oldest son’s grave and place it in the Ganga.
So many are Here, so many from Brooklyn who read where their friend Jimmy’s Memorial will be on our Kashi Ashram.
From every part of the world they are Here.
Yet the nearest one can come is the beat of the heart as you will see your Ma walk toward you this early evening, past cow dust time into the night.
I see you again and again all during my day and my night my Jimmy Boy.
It is as if you take birth again and again in front of me to bring me the pleasure of your Being once again.
I who have befriended Death bring the wonder of life and death to you my son.
In the fullness of passion this Ma holds you all to share in the memory of a special scent or a turn of a hand or a great smile.
Yes soon I will be there my chelas, and we who miss him the most will hold every ones son and daughter in our hearts, for PAIN IS PAIN AND NO ONE’S PAIN IS HARSHER THAN ANOTHER.
Their are no fruitless mourning in any ones heart.
The dead can hear and the dead can see, so my chelas no one can weep in vain.
The joy in my breasts will never cease for having this baby, this child and this man in my life.
For this I am grateful, forever grateful.
I touch the Ganga with my eyes this moment as my children are placing hundreds of chairs around the SACRED FIRE WHOSE SHAKTI IS THE FLAMES.
I feel your breath on my cheeks my son.
Hold your Shoddy tight my boy, as she was your Mother too and She misses you beyond thought or reason.
Your Achariya Durga Das, the last to see you and who tried so hard to bring you peace, so many times did he try is Here by my side.
I am going with Durga you said to your Ma the night before the dark, I am going with our Durga Das for Pizza tomorrow Mom, do not worry about me, I just want to sleep now.
Did the night become too long and the days too short my son.
I will fight to bring the Light to every Mother’s child in your Name my son.
So many are writing to your Mother about that same darkness and my son, in this moment you are bringing life not death to the many.
It is the image of you, so handsome that I miss.
How can I miss it when you are right Here on our Sacred Kashi?
No motion or force or power upon this earth or the heavens can keep a Mother from Her child, not even the deep grave for their is only flesh in the grave and your SPIRIT IS WITH ME, YOUR SPIRIT IS WITH THOSE WHO YOU LOVE AND WHO LOVE YOU, ONLY MY BABY BOY I TRULY CAN SEE YOU BEFORE ME AND IN EVERY MOTHER’S EYE THIS NIGHT AND WHO EVER TUCKED THEIR CHILD IN AT NIGHT AND HEARD THE WORDS, I LOVE YOU MOMMY, I LOVE YOU.
The color of mourning is White for the Hindu tradition WHITE for purity and so I wear white in your honor and the honor of the thousands who AIDS took and who took their own lives due to despair.
I will wear the white as I walk the LIVING PATH TO PARADISE, TO OUR BABA, PAST YOUR CHRIST AND OF COURSE YOUR MOTHER OF GUADALUPE.
WALK WITH ME MY SON, WALK WITH ME ALWAYS AND FOREVER.
This is my Puja and this is my Prayer.
Love Mom,
Love Ma Jaya
Tenzin Yangchen
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Always at His Feet Our Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai
