Om Ganesha
Morning Pujas and Prayers
February 7, 2010
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
I told my Baba that I would teach of Death in case that He my Beloved would ask me in the future.
The future now is upon us and it is time that I spoke and taught of Yama God of Death.
I actually have begun a little while ago.
I taught on how you welcome Him into your life with open arms and hearts.
How you allow Him to drop into the loop of life and sharing life with Him.
How the sweetness of death told you of the now beginning and not ending.
Going back now in our harder minds where you are accepted as you are.
The talking of Death wandered out of our life so quietly that you did not even realize He left until He visited again to become a permanent path that leads us
Have you forgotten my Lord to whisper in the ears of Devotees the sweet mantra Ram Ram Ram Ram Ram Ram, Ram Ram Ram
Are the dreams of death sweet or ghastly, calm or frightful
Is life just a dream of death.
Is death just a dream of life?
I ask you in the simplest of ways.
My hands in pranam and my heart smiling away beneath the setting sun.
From too much love of living
From hope and fear that sets us free we swim in Death’s Sister’s Essence.
Yamanata, Yamanata, Yamanata.
I hear you my love as you are part of life.
The joy in loaning us breath and the taking it back stands ahead of all that was done for humans in the past and in the moment
The stars making a path and all the angels bowing together.
What a pretty sight for the human eyes
What ever Gods and Goddesses may do, it is this moment with love unseen that will be remembered always.
Can I take him or her out of your moment Lord I remember asking over the souls beauty?
In the eternal night you answered as only you could chant.
Nay Nay Nay
My love keeps me still in the moment of stillness
Quiet in the moment of quiet.
Goodness holds me close to you in your arms Death.
I can not make out what you are whispering in the night.
So handsome behind the Light of life I bow and bow.
The rivers flow and flow.
My heart beats faster and faster inside the cave of my heart.
And so I begin to teach, no, to share, no, to bring you understanding of the fragile
First doubting, my chelas now know the truth that they are part of death
Yama Yama Yama your Essence has never been born and can not die.
I live to be with you in Death.
You live to be with your chelas at the time of the candle going out.
Let us pray.
Let us play.
Let us laugh.
Let us cry.
Death was never born and there fore not soon to die.
He lacks nothing, He has every thing one could want
AFTER ALL HE IS DEATH AND KALI IS THE CONSORT TO THE SERVANT OF DEATH EXCEPT ON THE LAND OF KASHI WHERE DEATH BOWS TO SHIVA LORD OF ALL.
I love you so very much.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Always at the Feet Of Our Baba Neem Karoli Ki Jai
