Om Ganesha,
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
Last night at the beginning of Durga Puja, I felt our Milarepa slipping into the ARMS OF THE MOTHER MARY.
I knew that my chela and my dear friend of almost forty years was taking his last breaths.
At that moment my Bina came into my arms and then I took her hand bringing her strength of the Mother and I held my Swami Krishna Bai close to my heart for the Mother knew.
When the time came to enter into the boat, I felt my heart beating fast, then I turned to our Mother Mary’s Murtie and she literally was dancing.
I said nothing of what I saw but did turn to our Achariya Durga Das and asked him what he saw.
He said there was a lot going on by our Mary as if She was dancing.
My Swami Bhagavati said it was the shadows.
I have done this part of the Pujas for thirty years and never saw shadows like this except for the SHADOW GODS AND GODDESSES.
We all saw that the Mother was facing Lord Hanuman and then turned to Her Son across the Ganga, toward our Christ Garden.
My heart over flowed with love.
The only other time we all saw the Mother move so in Her own DANCE OF CREATION was when I thought we would move Her across the Ganga.
Oh My God, I had that thought for only five seconds and I told my Bharavi Jaya NEVER MIND THE MOTHER DOES NOT WANT TO MOVE.
Last night as I came out of the boat I turned to our Bharavi and said, OUR MOTHER MARY IS ALIVE SO VERY ALIVE.
And indeed She was, as She was dancing with Her Julie our Milarepa.
I miss you my Julie.
When we came into my rooms, the phone rang and it was our Bina telling her Ma that Milarepa had passed.
I knew that He passed right into Mother Mary’s Arms.
For this I will be forever grateful.
YOU CAN BET ON THAT MY JULIE.
YOU CAN BET ON THAT.
What laughter we shared over the years.
How did our Sundari Phyllis put up with us?
This is you Home Sundari do not forget this ever.
I will see you in a few days to bid my farewell to my friend and to hold you tight in my arms
I love you so very much.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Always at His Feet Of Our Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai
P.S. In the picture of us in the boat, I am pointing to Mother Mary with such warmth in my heart.
The Shadow of Her Light is on my face and I knew my Milarepa was indeed in Her Arms as I held our Mother Durga who always takes the burdens of Her children.
