I woke up this morning and thought of writing. Sometimes I feel like it and sometimes I don't. I think it is all the paper work that I do already in my job. Words. Signatures. Papers. Grades. Files. It is part of spending all my time with the healing laughter of children. My students are so great. I love them. They are the light so naturally, free, and loving. On another note, my husband and I have been playing music again. The  song we are working on is called Falling Slowly. If you have seen "Once", you know what song I am talking about. I love it. It is so sensual and inspiring. "Falling slowly eyes that know me and I can't go back." Sweetness like a morning kiss on the nose or cheek.   I sing. He plays along with his guitar. I told him that we should do a gig soon. He just laughed and said I was star-crazy. I think that playing out would be so much fun. Maybe for our wedding anniversary, that would be our gift to each other.

Dreams that were meant to be played out

I need to start writing down my dreams again, so here it goes. How often do I tell my students not to think about writing, just write. In a vision I saw one of my favorite persons in the world. I entered the great hall of many rooms with my sister and my husband. The rooms were full of people meditating and praying. Laughing with happiness. Singing. Dancing. Eating. The Great Hall. We entered  all of the rooms and looked around at the celebrations. It was spectacular, like the Amma Concert. People were truly happy. Not the kind of false happiness that comes from short lived addictions. Not the kind of false happiness that comes from other outward fullfilment. Just pure happiness, like God meant it to be. The moment of stillness and silence. True Divinity. Happiness that is here already when we stop and listen. From room to room, I saw the faces of everyone that lived disciplined in their heart's work, whether that was praying, meditating, speaking, or stretching in asanas. Yes, I was so happy to see some of the most amazing asanas. I saw people that defyed all earthly laws and limitations. We entered this particular room of the Sanskrit language and saw a beautiful householder.  This householder in particular has made dynamic contributions to us in terms of spreading the knowledge of Ayurveda. His light. Uhm...I don't know how to express it correctly. He took my sister aside and then I saw the Guru in all glory in the front of the room on stage. Sparkling face and eyes. I became light. I wanted to jump on stage and talk to him, but I contained my action. I watched and allowed my heart to swell with Guru energy. You who have been around the Masters know what I mean. The Householder came back with my sister and began to make jokes. He wanted to see my sister laugh and so did I. Then the Guru on stage began throwing us treats. "Are you going to get yours?" asked the wise Householder of Ayurveda. We both said yes. I went for mine and opened the treat. It was chocolate. It was wrapped in Gold. I ate it with complete grattitude. My sister began to chant in Sanskrit and ate at the same time. Her chant is one the wise Householder taught her. The Guru looked at us from the front of the of the room and smiled. The wise Householder went into one position and then another. An amazing example. In the room, there were cats, purring and eating. Durga near? Shortly after, My hubby, my sister, and I left the temple. 

What Can We Make of Today 

How often to wake up in the morning with inspiration or drive to meet the day ALIVE, AWAKE, and JOYFUL? Everyday is an opportunity to live in enlightenment. Can you imagine the gift that has been given? Everyday is a different opportunity to love. Uhm...love. This is a loaded word. I talk about it all the time with friends,students, and family, but I want to be clear of what I mean. I don't mean that teenage love sick feeling that is being sold to us by media. No. Love is something that you find for yourself. It grows inward, and then outward. Not the other way around. Sometimes I feel hesitant to use the word in my yoga classes because people already have a prejudice about the word, LOVE. But this is a lifestyle beyond Pop culture. Do not seek its definition from without, but from within. I can't give you what it is. I can only give you my own stories of love. Thank God I have many of them. I have been blessed.