Arunachala Has Always Been Her Home

This is all I can say as the words come to form in their own time. For now, one small instant in this eternal mystery......

 
I thought my work was to come here to try to find her,
and then to love her,
and that that love would
be strong enough to overcome the forces that sought to deny the world of
her divine gifts and her divine presence

I feel as though I've fallen into a hallucinatory dimension of one's worst
imaginable nightmares. It doesn't feel like reality any more. I'm not in the same
creation. Thinking I was not disciplined enough, not remembering enough, not
impeccable. Although the words ring in my mind - her saying I "was perfect",
just before she turned irrevocably inward, not to re-emerge, despite my desperate
pleading with the angels and all divine beings

In the first days of our being together our love went nova.
In wonder and awe, we shared/felt/whispered our remembrance.
We have waited eons and yugas, but never forgot
and, we are finally here, together
to hold and cherish and maintain this sacred love
to heal, to create ever more exquisite beauty
in the world.
There was never any question of what we were serving.
With her natural Virgo nature and power, she surrendered wholly
to this holy service,
and worked, sometimes silently, sometimes roaring
to share this highest calling with all those around her.

Maybe I failed to remind her enough, of her divine goddess nature,
and she often was reluctant to accept the fullness
of what I could unquestioningly see with my own eyes.
I never felt like being insistent, since I knew she was coming and would come to know
in herself her own true nature, as one can only do.
So now she knows,
and I am on this side of the veil, a mad-man,
like Shiva dancing the tandava dance.

What do the angels want me to know?

Shivo hum Parvo hum  

OneLove Healing Prayers for Our World

When the sun within speaks, 
when love reaches out its hand
and places it upon another,

any power the stars and planets
might have upon us,

any fears you can muster can
become so rightfully insignificant.

What one heart can do for
another heart, is there any beauty
in the world that can match this?

- Hafiz (1320-1389)

Gregory Colbert - "Ashes and Snow"

As reported on Winter Solstice, an Argentine appeals court ruled the 29-year-old Sumatran orangutan, Sandra, to be a "non-human person unlawfully deprived of it's her freedom", with legal rights, specifically to not be subjected to imprisonment in the zoo where she has been held for 20 years. A sanctuary is ready to receive her. Need we say more? Didn't think so.

Our friend from the resident free rabbit tribe greeted us on New Year's Eve - so handsome with his/her winter coat:


























And, after 6+ months, our hibiscus flowered on New Year's Day! 

We took that as an auspicious omen of Ma Kali's/Kwan Yin's divine grace.
And, bringin' it all back home..Situation here on the home front had recently gotten pretty emotionally intense. Some good and powerful angelic messages closely followed by a sudden symptomatic crisis found my beloved at 3am (with me) in the ER between the holidays.

I guess in the grand scheme of things, what we're dealing with is probably not so different from what a lot of the Love Tribe of true human beings around the planet are facing.  Life and death issues.
I have this friend/partner/spirit-companion who, previously unbeknownst to me, happens to be one of the most astonishing hidden contemporary mystic bhakti poet/writers I have ever read, seen, or heard. A year and a half after meeting, I became the first person ever to whom was shown her work. Hell, I thought she was just a super present, intelligent, spiritual young lady, who by some crazy stroke of luck I had the privilege to be with for a moment. Her talents are numerous, and still awakening. We inhabit a world of continuously expanding mutual respect, love, and shared re-membering, which I can't even begin to describe. Each new day is an absolute blessing and miracle. 
We have been managing (for last 14 months) a situation that requires utmost attention to diet, pure medicine, energy, spiritual practice, and other considerations in order to continue to stay alive here in this crucial time of the current Yuga. Neither are we fearful of the inevitable event of our transitioning, whenever that time might come. But that appears not to be our determination as to "when". 

So the medical-industrial-complex white-coated 'experts', seriously, sadly, with long faces, inform us that if she declines to take their chemo-rad poison (which 10-years previously precipitated the situation), they will now refer us to the hospice org. so that they can begin to "manage" the surely impending death with their morphine and all, and "help" us with necessary paper-work and preparations. So "go on home and die". Get the picture?
[Fortunately, she's not 17, like the girl who recently got tied down and forcibly given chemo by the 'child-protective' legal system.]

Changes have been made in our protocols in last couple weeks, and we are seeing positive results. We have also felt the outpouring of prayers and spiritual support being directed our way, and are immensely grateful. 
Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers, as you are able.

This healing is no different from the healing which we all need to engage in, for all the sufferers and holy beings desiring to free our world from the depredations of the parasites and predators who have ravaged our bodies and the Earth simultaneously. 

A healing peace prayer by an extraordinary Nepali woman Buddhist nun:

 
Her awesome life story is briefly described in this review of her new autobiographical book, Singing for Freedom.