Om Ganesha
Morning Pujas and Prayers.
August 24, 2010
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
The Mother Ganga is the playful garland on the head of Lord Shiva.
If She can play with Shiva how much more can She play with us?
It is said that just a drop of Her waters one can know their own Liberation in the moment of living this life.
She is the purifying waters of the heaven that She came from and is taking us all to.
She is also called Mandakini.
She has a thousand and eight names.
She is the Beloved of all the Gods adorned with beautiful ornaments.
And yet one wonders how does this ancient Goddess relate to our every day lives?
By being present in the now one can feel the flow of the waters of the Ganges drenching us in amrit of love.
In other words when the world becomes a dark place in our minds you can close your eyes and feel Her flowing waters drip down from the top of our heads into our fearful bodies and ease our souls.
She descends from the highest point in the mountains and moves into the ocean of our hearts.
She is the dispeller of countless worldly fears.
Bathe in her waters every day and feel Her warmth in meditation.
It is said that one can not be bound by illusion when one tastes Her waters.
She flows by our city of Kashi blessings for all She cries out on Her gentle waves.
Brought down to us by prayer we only have to still our minds to feel Her smoothness.
In the Purana it says WHEN SHE IS REMEMBERED IN TIMES OF DIFFICULTY SHE TAKES AWAY ALL FEARS OF ALL BEINGS.
I love to teach you of the Mother Ganga.
I love you all so very much.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Always at the Feet Of Our Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai
From my own Sita Jaya
Miracles Happen
Instinct
lays
waiting
in my
palms
I
constantly
look
to see
if
the dreams
I have
seen
are still
there
I
feel
their reality
year
after
year
these
buds
stir and move
with
desire for
the freedom
of their
creation
How
will
they leap
from
a
held thought
into being?
Then
My Mother
speaks
Her
words
spilling
over these
thirsty visions
they
are
awakened
Grow
Grow
Her words
whisper
then
shout
to these
dormant wishes
My Mothers
truth
saturates
over every
seed
of intuition
Blooming
in my
hands
they fill
the
garden
That is
My life.
drenched
now
are my fears
surrendering
to the
softening
of myself
I drink
till
We are
a merge
of thought
and action
Dream on
She says
Miracles
Happen.