When Mothers Pray, Infinity Must Listen

Yogi Bhajan said, “The most powerful prayer in the universe is the prayer of the mother.”

So, envision a whole collective of mothers coming together to pray for schools and communities that are safe, nurturing, and conscious.  This collective prayer is for communities that encourage mothers to raise blissful children.  This prayer is for every human being to heal and uplift the mother within and the child deep within everyone.

Sat Naam!

 

Divine Mother

One Heart Fire 3

Day Three

We often lament the pain of separation from ourselves, each other, or the divine.  But perhaps there is something perfect about feeling separate and lonely.  There is something so perfect about our perceived disconnect from the One Heart.  There is something within the experience of separation that builds our longing to unite.

In his poem, Absolutely Clear, Hafiz writes:

Don’t surrender your loneliness

So quickly.

Let it cut more deep.

Let it ferment and season you

As few human

Or even divine ingredients can.

Something missing in my heart tongiht

Has made my eyes so soft,

My voice

So tender,

My need of God 

Absolutely

Clear.

When I grow infinitely lonely, I meditate or read a poem and try to re-ignite my longing.  I try to remember that I am here to make my way back Home.

Please join me in practicing eleven days of the Maha Gyan Agni Pranayam to honor the San Shaman of southern Africa who will Ignite the One Heart Fire on May 24, 2017 to elevate human consciousness to the Ninth Wave of Creation.

Humble Prayer:

May we use the energy of our pain of separation to launch us to the cozy center of the One Heart.  Sat Nam!

Yoga with Haiku

The Five Tattvas Haiku

Earth 

We pass a dark house.

Inside, a woman ready to die,

sings a full moon hymn.

 

Water 

Walk close to the edge,

so our Friend can push us

into the cold pool.

 

Fire 

We Sit together

in this burning yogi cave.

The empty bowl sings.

 

Air 

We chant the true name.

The cave fills with strong, cold wind;

yet, there is no sound.

 

Ether 

Hush and divine void,

the seers enter Samadhi.

Silence hums and spins.

 

Beyond 

Words melt, light breeze–

All within these empty hands,

Now Great Cosmic Love.

burning.cave