Om Ganesha,
Morning Pujas and Prayers
Gurupurnama morning.
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
I have found this transcript written by your Ma in the early nineties.
Nothing has changed as I find my self doing the same this early morn.
I will write it out for all of you.
For you are my children and I am your Ma.
Guru Purnama – years ago.
I kiss your Feet my Guruji.
I am honored to be able to do this thing this dawn.
I touch each toe with devotion, with joy with love.
For you my Baba are all things to me.
I have no one or no thing at all that can bring attachment to my soul.
Though I love my chelas with all that I am.
Death does not scare me.
Life has no meaning other than your Divine Feet.
I touch your Feet my Dearest One.
I touch your Big Toe on your right foot.
I place a flower between each toe.
I cherish, I touch, I bow , I caress.
For this toe is strong and allows me to walk on with fortitude with the glory of the Mother.
I touch your second toe on your right foot.
And there I am embraced with the Mother Kali.
Who resides between your toes.
Climbing up the high mountain of your sacred knuckle, allows me to see Her dance upon your feet.
I touch the third Toe of your Right Foot, my Guruji.
That which will allow me to have access to death.
Even before my last breath leaves my body.
I touch your fourth toe on your right foot, my Guruji
Oh that fourth toe in all its splendor and beauty.
It allows me to live amongst those who do not care to see God or Goddess.
Or do not know how to bow in the HUMILITY of love.
I touch your little toe my Guruji.
That little toe, that toe that I will never take from my mind.
When your flesh is no more flesh.
And your spirit is all that exists.
Your little toe on your right foot that toe.
That toe that touches my heart when you play with my jewelry on my chest like a child.
I touch your big toe my Guruji on your left Foot.
That which is connected to the chelas heart.
I begin to kiss it at the root, ever so lightly my Guruji.
I will not raise my head my Divine Passionate Tantric GOD.
As I slide my lips to the nail.
The jagged nail that cuts my lip, I bleed on your toe my Guruji.
I catch the tear that falls from your eyes.
Down my forehead to that toe.
Oh my God between the big toe and the second toe.
THE RIVER THE GANGA IS BORN.
I swim, beneath your river my GANGAJI
I caress each moment.
Drown me between your toes my Babaji.
So I do not exist in flesh any more.
For the pain of separation is much too much.
Though your flesh is in mine. AND YOUR BLOOD RUNS WILD THROUGH MY VEINS.
I touch your third toe of your left foot.
Do I die this day?
Is this the day my soul takes flight?
Is this the day I prepare for the funeral pyre?
Is the fire burning high.
And will my chelas come to light it and bring the flame higher into the heavens.
Will I Parvati be able to take the flame.
Or will my Higher consciousness die along with the breath?
What ever you wish my Baba what ever you wish.
I touch your fourth toe on your left foot, my Guruji.
There is only one more left.
Oh no, how ridiculous, like a mala I will turn my fingers around.
My body will sit between your legs and start again.
And there is the Yamuna , and playing between the toes is that sacred River The Yamuna.
It is Krishna and the gopis.
Laughing in that Divine boat that takes them across.
Watching the bodies, both Vaisnavite and Shaivite floating by,
Caring not what sect they were born to.
Or what sect they will be born to.
Or what religion or Sexual Orientation they are.
I caress your Little toe that caresses every part of my Being.
As you allow me to touch it with the feather of my breath.
WHAT FEAR I OF DEATH ?
WHEN I CAN SEE THE MOTHER DANCING FROM TOE TO TOE.
ALL TEN TOES BELONG TO ME, NO ONE ELSE CAN HAVE THEM.
ALL TEN TOES EXIST ONLY FOR ME, FOR I AM CHELA. CHELAS.
I am chela by far greater than Guru.
Oh ok let them call me Guru Guru Guru.
For truly I am no more than chela and your TEN TOES BELONG TO ME, MA JAYA SATI BHAGAVATI.
Again I hear them calling me Guru, and yet I am more and more chela every moment.
What a blessing to live at your Feet My Guruji.
What a blessing for me and my chelas.
They sit at the Feet Of their Guru and their Guru’s Guru.
Thank you for the taste of every toe.
Teach me so I can teach.
Touch me so I can touch.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
P.S. Always at His Feet Of Our Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai
Here are pictures of Darshan at the most fabulous Intensive.
I loved sharing our Baba’s Teachings with my chelas.
