Om Ganesha,
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
When you receive your paintings of Bhagavati by the Ganges look toward the steps that come up to the little kutis door.
Stay on the steps and be aware of how many your Sacred Painting has.
When you are ready the Mother Bhagavati will take you through the door.
When this happens close your eyes and breathe in and out deeply.
These paintings of paintings of our Lineage.
You will have them for ever.
Here is the continuation of the poetry said on June 7, 1977
Up the mountain we walked, paying no heed to the many streams.
I thought for a moment could this not be but a dream?
Where is Swami?
Why did He let me go alone?
Was I leaving on an unknown journey or was this child of twelve truly going home.
And from the echoes way above my head, but mostly in my heart, I heard the words Ma Ma Ma.
Like silk were the words.
They were so rich in essence and love
And though afraid of what was yet to come, I was not so scared for my heart was warm.
As on the petals of a night flower, there was dew upon my heart, and I knew my heart was dancing.
How many were born springing from this sojourn?
A seed falling only once a lifetime giving birth to so many and yet so few.
As if the mountains split apart forming a path to Shiva’s heart.
Not once did I look back,
Though I was afraid, I was not scared for even at twelve I knew that Shiva walked before me, I facing His back.
There was no reason to turn.
There was excitement in my fear.
Always born a woman, always the Ma.
The excitement was for the flock that would come.
I was not sad or lonely,
Impatient was I.
But where did these tears come from that filled my face?
I was blessed and yet afraid of the grace.
As all women I was Mother of the stars, yet I touched His heels lightly with the snow that I kicked, to show i was not scared of Shiva, as I truly was.
I love you my chelas.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Jai Laxmanji Ki Jai
Always at the Feet Of Our Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai
