Om Ganesha,
Morning Pujas and Prayers
August 8, 2008
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
Inside all of our hearts resides our Beloved.
Deep in the chambers of our Being.
No words or thoughts are needed to convey our love.
Our Beloved knows, always knows.
There are no offerings one has to make, for our Beloved Knows.
No music has to be played simply because our Beloved knows always knows and always hears.
As the Mother shines Her Light upon us and blesses us and we rise into the greatness of our Higher Self, our Beloved knows, always knows.
When the face of fear startles us to no end, we are protected by the love of our Beloved and the knowledge that our Beloved knows truly knows.
The Self Supreme does not die at death.
The Self takes the hand of death and walks into the Light and our Beloved knows, truly knows.
One reflects on the beauty of Death and the beauty of the Beloved knowing.
Now all fears have fled when one understands the Beloved knows, truly knows
None can fail to see the Divine Glory of the Beloved even as death catches our last breathe.
Death breathes for us and our Beloved knows.
Trails of Golden Lights follow our Soul into the beauty of the Universal Cosmic Force Of Love.
There stands the Angel Of Light and our Beloved knows truly knows.
Fear can not darken this sight.
We are not alone in death or are there cold tombs, we rest in the warmth of our Beloved’s Breast.
Sweet scented breast and all scents of death becomes blossoms of our Beloved’s smile.
Your Beloved teaches you the difference of the womb and the Great Light of Death.
Nothing is destroyed.
All is bright and understandable and of course our Beloved knows.
No need for tears one cries out to those who are left behind.
I am Here with my Beloved and you are with your Beloved and neither of us are alone.
We are all together in spirit and love
Life times after life times, season after season our Beloved knows.
And when the body is burnt and only Ash is left, we all smile at the welcomed sight.
Can you picture it and smile while in life.
Death takes us in His arms and brings us to our Beloved.
And all the music of every sphere is heard and our Beloved knows and so does our Souls know our Beloved truly knows that Death indeed has a heart.
I love you my chelas.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Always at the Feet Of my Beloved my Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai.
And He said to me, YOU ARE THEIR BELOVED AND I KNOW I TRULY KNOW.
I BOW AND SIMPLY SAY THANK YOU FOR ME AND FOR THEM AND I KNOW I TRULY KNOW, KI JAI.
These words are for you my chelas to understand that I know because I want to know, I truly want to know.