Om Ganesha,
Evening Pujas and Prayers
December 1, 2005
WORLD AIDS DAY.
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
All this day I have been reciting the names of those who died of AIDS.
So many died in my arms.
My arms still burn with the wanting of their physical forms.
Such brave Souls.
My chelas and myself have made a commitment to Mother that we will never forget those who have given their lives to AIDS and those who are living with AIDS.
There is no higher or lower in spirituality yet I as a spiritual teacher beg all spiritual teachers not forget and always remember.
How many deaths must one need to hear about in order to get involved?
This year I dedicate our World AIDS Day to our Beloved Nityananda Jaya.
How much we all miss him.
The Essence Of God and Goddess only knows to love every Soul every person ever living and every dead.
When you make the conscious effort to go forward in your life you must take care of what is in front of you and indeed AIDS has not gone away it is still in front of us all.
Where ever you turn there is the face of AIDS.
The open heart of Shakti belongs to ever one.
I send out love to all those who are Here in Spirit and not in flesh.
The thought of you bids us to go on and serve.
To bring thoughts of hope and comfort is my hearts desire.
My chelas go beyond the mind and find your inner reality.
Do not forget our dead.
Do not let the numbers go uncounted.
They are all permeated with the Great Light Of The Divine.
They who are gone have become like brave butterflies that always remind us how fragile life can be.
Those whom we think of never die.
Death has so much to teach us.
I considered it an honor to have held and helped so many to know that they are perfect to God and Goddess.
Come live in my heart I cry out to our dead.
Be my love for always.
I believe that so many are watching over us all.
At times I ask the dead to bring me my heart once again when the pain of loss becomes unbearable.
I hold you all and pray that all the hurts of the wounded heart slips away as we fight this fight all over the world.
Under the stars at night I look over our Ganga and can see the reflection of those whose ashes grace the Mother’s Breasts the Ganga.
Be on fire my chelas, be on fire with your will to change something.
As all trees are sacred so is all beings.
When the pain became so strong for those who live for AIDS, I simply say with all my strength that you are not alone.
When we become too tame in our fight to find a cure, I will scream out all the names of our dead and call to me their forms which I loved and love so much.
The veil between us and death is the reality of life.
Please don’t let our dead have died in vain.
There is no hidden meaning in their deaths.
There just was no cure no full cure for AIDS.
Yet AIDS is not a death sentence any more.
And so we should make sure that it never is again.
I miss you my children, I miss you with all my heart. You have made us discover our own strengths.
May the Mother Kali hold you tight so very tight in Her Arms and bring you her Divine Caresses.
I love you my children and we are all on this journey this individual journey that goes on and on.
I will always seek you out.
I will always speak of your virtues.
I will always laugh at the way we always laughed.
You are the focus of my attention and my heart.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Always at His Feet Of Our Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai