Wednesday, October 5, 2011

missing ?

The bright sunlight with slightly cold feel to it, the sound of the wind passing through the leaves... feels like home. Because of this, or in spite of this I have been missing India more than ever.

It is Navratris, the nine special days of worshiping the divine feminine power. The power of universal Mother, the power of creation and preservation. The mythology of her visiting mere mortals... or mere mortals remembering her with big fan-fare. But then for many that was never the point. I have always found people of same clan, the ones who feel its sacredness, beyond din and noise and all the marketing gimmicks.
O Mother...

The saving grace is, today we will have a senior Lama visiting us (a small group practitioners of one of the oldest esoteric Tibbetian Buddhism). I should look towards what is great in life...


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