Om Ganesha
Morning Pujas and Prayers.
January 24, 2011
Namaste my chelas all over the world.
It amazes me how many of you remember that your Ma had Her first taste of yoga and perhaps taste of a personal god at Jack LaLanne
He left his body yesterday
Meeting my first yoga teacher ( and My Kali Shyama Jaya in about 1973 or 74) I was thrown out of my first class because I could not believe all my tough Italian friends were laying on the floor singing some crazy sound ( OM ) in the semi dark.
I laughed and laughed at the time now realizing how I looked in my Achariya Durga Das New York’s favorite outfit a year or two later, my bright red one piece body suit.
I wouldn’t leave until the size zero yoga teacher gave me the losing weight breath.
She must have weighed five pounds and your Ma was 275 pounds.
Here name was Sandy and became one of my first yoga students in my house in Brooklyn.
( My Raja Ma you know my Jacks gym the one across from the Kings Mall )
And thank you my Raja Ma, you gave me the greatest compliment ever.
I loved it.
I studied the picture from Saturday Night to make sure I remember the look and it can be repeated
You said that I looked like one of the house wives in New Jersey.
I can not wait for the Brooklyn House Wives.
Jack LaLanne was a role model for your ma up to this day.
He never stopped working out.
Although Bina and I use to sneak out my basement in Brooklyn and let Sandy take over the yoga so we could run to my sister Shirdi Mas Apt which had a temple in it that She copied from me.
Neither one of us knew what we were doing.
One day Bina and I will tell stories what happened there.
Good things but it scared us good enough to have us run Home and continue to teach Yoga.
Jack LaLanne was a fixture in the fifties and sixties and seventies on T.V.
So my chelas it was Jack LaLanne’s Sandy that started the breath that brought the Christ to Me and you may or may not know the rest.
I know for sure our Mata Giri Jaya got it all out of me.
She has thousands and thousands of tapes from that Time.
I remember that my Teacher Hilda use to bless good old Jack every day.
I miss Her and I miss knowing that Jack LaLanne is not in his flesh.
Oh My God this Letter sounds out there.
And so your Ma’s Life of Spirituality had a name to it from a bunch of my friends lying in the dark chanting Om
And I was the thinnest one at 275.
My Kali Shyama Jaya was jumping around in the little hall way waiting for the place to open.
She is still jumping around and I love it.
I know you new ones all over the world wanted a more fantastic place like India where it all happened.
When I was young enough to speak I called God Mac.
Then I called Him Jack.
What a story.
It was a hard time yet it was a great time especially when my Jimmy Boy use to sneak over to my Hilda and we both went into shock when we saw each other.
He had heard she healed people and He had just fell off his moped and I’ll be darned- She really did heal this young teenager.
Nancy B I wonder if you remember all of this.
I know my Swami Himalaya does, she use to clean my temple in my bathroom upstairs while I taught yoga.
OK my Mata Giri I will try to help you more with the Autobiography if you start to work out!
Deal !
You did good my Teacher Jack La Lanne.
I love you all so very much.
And that is another story.
Love Ma
Jai Kali Ma Ki Jai
Jai Shri Laxmi Ki Jai
Always at His Feet Of Our Neem Karoli Baba Ki Jai
