Santa Ma Mata Ji comes in my room . “Its already past 5 oclock..yoga class starting soon!” Wow! Her beautiful image all wearing white reminds me I was in the middle of a Mexican dream that felt like a ty serie..
My eyes are tight closed but I remember: “ India is the playground, and the game is to remember God lives inside me. .
and I make my self sing with a sleepy awful voice ARUT PERUN JOTHI ARUTH PERUNJOTHI…
My mind wants to tell me I’m tired but I’m not. This morning it feels like it wants to complain because last night I went to bed late studying my singing…
But thankfully I remember my body is innocent and I make the decisions of how it should feel.
And while I sing I remember Vallalar.. his power to overcome matter, his power to overcome identification with form…My body is a light body! Overcome form Maria! Overcome Form!
And sweetie….Gods Grace is everywhere the same way the sun makes every form become full of life!
This miracle of life was all night making the trees shiver with cool wind caressing my sleep awaiting my awakening to a new day.
Outside my dark room there is a crystal clear space were I can walk in any direction and do beautiful things in this universe…
So I roll to one side and start my day with a big THANK YOU INDIA!
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