Just one day left before we leave this peaceful place and head back home.
The mind is already ahead of itself, on the commuter train in London, juggling time and tasks, falling short of sleep, getting stuck in the things one has to do as opposed to things one wants to do and so on and so forth…
Every now and then it has to be brought back into the ‘now’, soaking up every moment.
At present, it is 30 degrees centigrade outside, birds are chirping, lemongrass tea is waiting to cool down, I am writing at leisure. I am breathing and all is well. I need to place more faith in life and in myself. I need to know that everything is within reach and within means. Including Saagar. His energy is still here. I feel it. It energises me. It brings a smile to my face. It helps me find ways to nourish others and myself. It brings forth all the love in my heart and allows it to flow. Nothing else matters.
Every morning at school assembly, the day used to start with these Sanskrit verses:
Om Asato Maa Sad-Gamaya |
Tamaso Maa Jyotir-Gamaya |
Mrtyor-Maa Amrtam Gamaya |
Om Shaantih Shaantih Shaantih ||
From ignorance, lead me to the truth.
From darkness, lead me to the light.
From death, lead me to immortality.
Om. Peace. Peace. Peace.
At the time I didn’t fully grasp the meaning but I think now I do.
Inhale … Right here.
Exhale… Right now.