When I don't recall to give thanks to Ganesh and the gods and goddesses, things in my life get worse. There is no support. To depend on others to help me is ambiguous. I have the Sun in the 11th house. At Sivananda Ashram in San Francisco, I studied Vedic astrology and Ayurveda. It makes me sick that this jewel of spiritual education and community lost its lease about 3 months ago. San Francisco is losing what were historically important institutions and places of heart chakra (bhakti yoga) opening and love energy.
Higher powers are indiscriminate love energy. Praying, chanting, and singing envelope me and blossom within my Garden of Higher Powers.
My relationship with Higher Powers is weak at this point. There are so many problems I am dealing with, like Sivananda Ashram. I was served a 60-day notice of eviction.
Humor is what undoubtedly releases this pent-up emotion called playing the victim. As long as I can laugh, I am in touch with Higher Powers.
Letting go and being free to love Higher Powers, is my challenge. There is nothing and no one who can take my belief in my Higher Powers away. I have started chanting in the Japanese Buddhist tradition. And when the ugly feelings or desperation surround me, I may chant, I may do the child's pose in hatha yoga, I may bend down and open myself to lavendar love.
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