Today has been busy. very busy. and my walk of ma was pushed and pushed until it was right on dusk.
The 23rd september. its the silver anniversary. 25 years since Sri Swamiji set foot on Rikhiapeeth's red and dusty soil. the eve of Narayan's first day at school. its the new moon in libra, the autumn equinox. in short... its a potent time.
As i walked down to ma today i could feel the electricity in the air. there is a storm coming. Blessings in the form of tiny drops of water to balm the dry earth.
I walked her bare foot. and raised my arms to the sky as i stood in the middle. i am human. i thought. the conduit between the heaven and the earth. fearless. and then a bug flew in my ear and i jumped. ok... maybe not completely fearless.
I have been thinking allot about soul retrieval through novels. to let your heart soar in the pages of a novel, is to reclaim, remember a part of your soul who wishes to be alive also in this hear and now.
is it a coincidence that as i do this Sadhana of walking the labyrinth - an ancient celtic symbol for the divine mother - that i am immersed in reading the outlander series? i think not. i find it fascinating. humbling. and a thrilling reclamation of a piece of myself that not only feels like its moving from that point. but also moving to that point. to understand what i mean... you will have to stay tuned.
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