I searched, and searched, in the cavity of the my heart, till at last...

Don’t go outside your house to see flowers.
My friend, don’t bother with that excursion.
Inside your body there are flowers.
One flower has a thousand petals.
That will do for a place to sit.
Sitting there you will have a glimpse of beauty
inside the body and out of it,
before gardens and after gardens.

KBR

Got a karagishi done
(shi-shi ) in Chinese is stone dog.

Horimasa, probably tomorrow will be 3rd session.
His color choice was dramatic. Sea foam- like an off green or teal.
Had a momotoro or Rouge Soba Beer with Kevin, and Dr. Claw (Mike, I think).

Anyways, he might be moving to Amsterdam it seems.

I am getting old, the sessions lasting three hours tire out my hips and brain.
Feel dizzy and head-achy.
Lately, any chemical (induction) /substance has bothered me - i.e. cigarettes in my vicinity.
The other day at madhu's I felt like spaced out after breathing in 2nd hand smoke.
I swear, that is the most awful, bane habit to pick up.
If you cannot remove that simplest of streams, you have no hope of ever starting
this journey to cross the ocean, reaching the other shore free of darkness! And oh how, dark is that darkness!

There is not enough time,
enough space to fill with all this knowledge,
it makes me sad, and think of you, my Eternal Mother!

If not for you grace, and filling presence
I would have wandered this earth, for a speck of that Motherly love.

At least, in this burning distance
I will look forward together when we are just one.

[sic]
India only reveals herself to those who are prepared to be still and over a long period to listen humbly at close quarters to the beating of her heart; only to those who have already entered sufficiently far into themselves, into their own depths, to be able to hear in the inner chamber of the heart that which India is ceaselessly whispering to them by means of a silence that transcends words. For silence is above all the language through which India reveals herself...and imparts her essential message, the message of interiority, of that which is Within.
First Verse of Introduction of book on Sri Gnanananda -- Fr Le Saux

my heart sank into a reveries

cause it missed you

thee was  no rush no words


i couldn't hear a  thing


just silence on thee freeways

I woke through the dashboard.


See, I've been gone.

It is navaratri.
A most holy 9- day festival, worship of the Divine Mother in many manifestations.

Truly meaning, the soul's awakening beyond the three gunas, into the state of nirakara.

Without a great Master, how would I know that which is ?