40 Days, 40 Years, 40 Prayers

Day Twenty Six

When we agree to accept that each one of us is excellent, with potential beyond what we usually recognize, then we shall become willing to help one another realize that excellence.

May your mind be supported by your will rather than supported by ego.  May you have breadth, quickness, and openness.  May you open up to Infinity and become Infinity.  May you radiate courage and selflessness.  May you understand through compassion.  May angels, saints, and sages accompany you everywhere.  May you smile often.    

Sat Nam!

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Mind Geometry series.

40 Days, 40 Years, 40 Prayers

Day Twenty Five

May we listen.  May the act of listening be the prayer.  May listening be so satisfying to the soul, the mind, the ego, and the body that all become still and conscious and merge listening beings with the sounds of the Infinite Pulse.  May we perceive the sacred essence in all sound.  May we help one another to know divine love through listening.  May our listening grow so sophisticated and sensitive that we may hear the sound of sunlight shining upon each petal of any flower opening into its full bloom.

Sat Nam!

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40 Days, 40 Years, 40 Prayers

Day Twenty One

We are all One.

The destinies of all beings are interconnected.

The “Mediation for Word Power” involves coordinating the movement of the navel point squeezing back toward the spine with the movement of the tongue hitting the roof of the mouth. The rhythm is almost like footsteps walking.

May each completion of this movement inside my body be dedicated to those refugees walking to Germany seeking asylum.

I read that 42,000 people a day are driven from their homes. If the number of refugees throughout the world were an entire nation, they would make up the 24th largest nation in the world: The Refugee Nation…

If there are so many seeking refuge out there, then a spiritual person feels compelled to turn deep within and connect with whatever it is inside each one of us that is seeking refuge.

What inside you, Dearest Sweet One, is seeking a safe harbor? In what way do you, Dearest Sweet One, feel driven out of your home? In what way do you feel unwelcome?

Turn inward and connect with that, heal that part of you that is a refugee. Acknowledge that part of you that is a citizen of the Refugee Nation. Seek out, explore, journey to Home. Be unafraid to begin your journey Home. Home, sweet, home.

The refugee is. The cosmos is. The Lord of Miracles is.

May we all find safe and sacred harbors. As challenging as it may be, may we all realize our deep connection to one another. May we desire to realize our connection to one another. May this prayer be with each and every footstep of each and every being who seeks refuge on this planet. May each footfall of those seeking shelter be our collective March on The Cosmos for the cause of our Sacred Right to Love One Another and Free One Another and open up our arms, our homes, our minds, our hearts to anyone who seeks shelter. May the Beloved Creator of All Benevolence and All Sanctuary and the Beloved Creator of Kindness come to serve those who feel desperate, afraid, lost, victimized, forgotten, and cast out. May this prayer be heard and heard over a thousand times a day, as if this tiny prayer is the nagging wife of the Almightiest God. May she scream, “Something Benevolent this way comes!” May it be true.

Sat Nam!

Boardwalk through the mangrove forest
Boardwalk through the mangrove forest

40 Days, 40 Years, 40 Prayers

Day 9

Oh, Beloved Unknown!  Divine spirit of a million mysteries!  Feel free and at home in my consciousness.  Sweet Unknown!  Make yourself at home in the tissues of my body and in my cells and beneath my skin.  Welcome, Great Mystery after Great Mystery!  Your humble yogi only knows, most honorable Unknown, that You play a key role in fueling my Devotion.  Newborn stars, armed forces, refugees, migrants, lawmakers, nuclear power, body cameras, angels, prime real estate, surf boards, crystal singing bowls, smart phones…All come from and all return to the True, Divine, Beloved Unknown.  The greatest of great mysteries that forever eludes solving, I bow to You!

Sat Nam!

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