On the eve of my departure

There is a part of me that loves adventure (shocking, I know!). There is a stillness that occurs just before a new one starts. The wrapping up of loose ends is complete and there is time for contemplation. Contemplation of the chapter that is coming to a close and a savouring of the gifts that have been bestowed on me and my life.

Tomorrow is the end (for me) of my Roots of Science of Mind class. I present my final project then hit the road. My classmates all have one more week. I'm sad that I'll miss their final project presentations, as they are all amazing spiritual adventurers and this class has been quite intense for us all. Being immersed in such a highly focused, conscious and awake group for 9 weeks has heightened my communication with the etheric realms. I pretty much have a two way, always on communication channel open with Spirit. It's a good thing, because I'm not doing any of this work, I'm just the conduit. It's nice to have everything flow so effortlessly.

I agree with Colette's theory that we really don't know the source of the information we receive from the etheric. What I call God could really be my own Higher Self. I use a variety of names when I talk about it: Guides, Spirit, the Ma, God. I think it doesn't really matter and they are all interchangeable. What I do know is that the information contains Truth, so I heed it. I've learned by trial and error that it's in my best interests to follow it. It's why some people call me a great manifestor. It's not really me, I just follow orders.

So, on this eve of my departure, I'm remembering a conversation I had with the Ma on the banks of the Ganga in Varanassi in October 2008. I was getting ready to embark on another adventure, my first time being alone in India, and I was terrified. I felt so ungrounded and unsafe and was seriously questioning my sanity. The Ma took me in her arms and told me to relax. She said that I was always held in Her arms and She was going to introduce me to some wonderful people. She was right.

A few weeks ago, She came to me in the middle of chanting with my Kirtan Wednesday chanting sangha. She said "Look around the room, this is what I meant. It's not just India I was talking about." I gazed around the circle at my beloved friends and Love welled up in my heart and spilled out of my eyes. I am so grateful for all the beautiful beings in my life! I'm so glad I had faith and listened when She whispered into my heart.

As I prepare to leave on yet another adventure, my ego has learned enough to know that there's no need to freak out, thankfully. I'm comforted once again by the Ma's words, knowing I carry all my beloved friends in my heart as I journey and meet new people who will become beloved friends. Jai Ma!