Om Ganesha
Morning Pujas and Prayers
Sept. 8, 2010
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
As I look over our Ganga on this new morning the reflections of our temples shine like diamonds on our Ganga.
The scent of Kashi fills my nostrils.
Her beauty fills my heart.
I whisper from my Ganga Porch I AM HOME I AM HOME.
I whisper in my sleeping chelas hearts all over the world.
I AM HOME, I AM HOME.
I know that this whispering caress is the living expression of my love for all of you.
I ask of Mother Dawn to bring my chelas the ecstasy and newness of giving love.
I look into the shadows of our Kali Path and there is the Black Mother walking in all Her glory.
Some of you have witnessed this and some have gotten scared and some have fallen deeper in love with She that walks the cremation grounds slaying Her chelas ego.
I have discovered the transforming effect upon ones own life when the ego begins to melt away on its own funeral pyre.
As the sky is growing slightly lighter and the dawn is beginning to make Her way known, I see the Black Mother who has gorged Herself on my chelas karma and is ready to rest in the new day.
She will naturally provide an opening in your heart.
Do not even attempt to stop Her.
She can not rest until your breath expands your heart.
You all have a new moment in your life every moment of your life and a new choice or perhaps many choices how to live the moment.
Ask of your Beloved to show you the joy of opening up to a new dimension in your life and help you to discover that life has so much more to give you than you ever dreamed possible.
Soon we will be celebrating the Jewish New Year.
Happy happy Rosh Hashanah.
( ask my Raja Ma Jaya how to spell it )
It is a wonderful time to ask for the newness of divine love.
Ask to learn how to give to others with a loving heart.
Doing this you will secure in the certainty that you are loved.
What a blessing to fall in love with Mother Dawn the Mother that brings you such prospects.
I named my Twameva for the Mother of Dawn.
There is nothing outside of your love.
The Mother in all Her many forms is working through you.
Our Black Mother Kaliki rips open Her own veins and fills them with love of Her children.
Streams and streams of flowing love drenches you all at every moment of every day.
Soon your sincere desire will be to love rather than be loved.
I love you all so very much.
Walk with me into the cremation grounds and experience the ego that burns away and leaves you free.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Always at His Feet Of Our Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai
Kali Lives Here You Know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!