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Death perspective

October 31, 2017

As a child, when I couldn’t make up my mind about important decisions, I remember thinking: “What will I regret on my deathbed? Doing this or not doing this? Not going this way , or not going the other way?’ It never failed to help me decide.

I wonder now, as I shudder to think of being on a deathbed. Was it  a past life memory? Something I’d read? I don’t remember knowing anyone close to me at that time who was on a ‘deathbed.’

Later in life,  I read ‘The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying” by Sogyal Rinpoche.It resonated. Mightily.

“Death is a mirror in which the entire meaning of life is reflected.”
― Sogyal Rinpoche, The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying

I experienced deaths that shook and woke me up: the loss of Naniji, my first guru great-grandmother (she’d twinkle if she heard me calling her a guru!), a dear friends’ mother, just as we were studying for our board exams. A very dear uncle. And later, my parents. Each was experienced in a different way. And I realized something – we die with each person who dies, for something within us that was connected to them, dies. Yes, we live on. But both together – our dying and living on, allow us to glimpse our eternal self.

And I realized another thing, in which death is more like a passing, that as children grow, the mother misses the babe they were, the toddler, the teen, the youngster, the youth. As we grow, we keep dying to what we were. This helps me to enjoy every moment of every experience. To fully absorb it in such a way that I will not miss it when it passes, as it surely will. I find myself enjoying the next step, more when I know that it will pass.

How about you? What do you feel when you think of death?

Does this resonate? A healing look  Death is just a door or this for Day of the Dead: Honoring the Departed,

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Wisdom-of-the-Ages-Autumn Skye


Me Too

October 17, 2017

I was in a school hostel when a truth game revealed that each child had been sexually abused. Whenever people say: ‘Good old days’, or ‘ the world is becoming worse’, I reply: the hidden muck is getting exposed. 

I was so happy when, watching a film together the other day, in which a man was ‘teasing’ a girl he supposedly was attracted to, my daughter said – ”That’s rape culture, right there.’ I recalled writing about ‘eve teasing’ as molesting, back when I was in college, and a girl cousin commenting that I took it too seriously. It was pervasive. How sad that it still is, and is still thought to be just ‘men being men’, or ‘boys being boys.’

Yes, I know of both genders who have been sexually children. ‘Why don’t children speak up?”, I was asked. 

Because they don’t have words. Because parents will not always shield the child, themselves feeling helpless; and society has sickened itself by its obsession with grades (ref. the college students rapes), money, glitter, and pressures to belong. 

 The victims have been shielding the perpetrators. Imperfect, cold-hearted application of laws have helped them. 

How sad it is, that even as grown-ups, this continues. 

How amazing is the human spirit that it can rise above, heal, and say: ‘not again’. Not my children. Not my wife.Not anyone  whom I can protect. 

I remember a time when my wonderful younger sister fought to save me from a harasser; and I, usually timid then, found my strength  to fight for her when he, in defending himself, injured her. Our strength comes in standing up for one another. We have been weak, because as a society, we don’t.
We have been fed the ‘perpetrator-as-victim’ story. The #metoo campaign is revealing the truth that so many who were victimized did not perpetuate the abuse. 

At a soul level, we heal and help others to heal. Just as stages of grief, there are spirals of the healing process. And yes, one heals. Again, then again, then again. For abuse goes deep into the psyche.

The conversation must include healing as well. In time, it will. Only then will the muck hidden under stones, leave.

  First, the sharing. Or rather, the outpouring in a world we have called ‘free world’, ‘spiritual’, and if a time we called ‘the good old days.’

©2017 Meenakshi🌷

 If you are wondering what this is about, , Alyssa Milano, actress, started a trend when she tweeted:#metoo, and that she got the idea from a friend who told her such a tweet “might give people a sense of the magnitude of the problem.” 

That first reaction

May 3, 2017

That first reaction defines where we are not just at a moment in time, but in consciousness. ‘First’ seems redundant as a qualifier for ‘reaction’, but I’m letting it stay as, in a conversation, there are a series of first reactions, which define the direction in which the conversation is going. Upward or downward.

Such thoughts woke me today and I decided to revisit this blog, sorely neglected in favor of shorter posts on Instagram and pages on Facebook.

I was rear-ended yesterday; or rather, the car I was driving, was hit at the back by another car. I was stationary in the rush-hour traffic, but the impact jolted me. As my foot was on the brake, I see that the right side absorbed the force of the jolt and has woken me in the middle of the night! No pain, because of the first reaction of a friend who immediately did moxa, seed and magnet Sujok therapy on me. Just…a remembrance of what might have been.

Another friend’s first reaction, on seeing me receiving the Sujok treatment, was – what happened? I was disturbed that I hadn’t followed the standard procedure in case of an accident, and she counseled me on steps I needed to have taken. Very true. I did not ask for the other person’s insurance number or settle or anything. She was a young girl, like my daughter, and she told me she’d hit her head against the windshield, so I was more concerned for her. Her mother came, focused only on her daughter’s car, and disputed that the accident caused the scratch on my car’s bumper, and I didn’t want to fight her. I was shaken, I realized, and tried to bring her responses to her daughter’s head and my being shaken up, but she didn’t seem concerned about either. But by the time I reached home, I realized that the mother came to protect her daughter; not to do what was right; I had seen it and did nothing about it; and that troubled me.

We continued to a meditation on the Second Ray, which to me exemplifies compassion. In the golden temple I have visited earlier in visions, I was able to come to a closure with the mother. She was protecting her daughter and though in doing so she took away a lesson that could have helped her grow, that is not for me to judge.

I was a little worried – what if our already-strained finances needed to be stretched to repair something that’s happened to the car?  I wondered at the first reaction of my husband- would he worry about the car or about how I was? But I’m at peace now. I realize why I did not ask for anything from her. I can’t take from another what is not given in peace, or willingly.  The universe will provide resources to help me. I could, and did, nudge her to see the whole incident from a place of peace and harmony, but I cannot force her to wake up to this. I feel the incident will jolt her in an unexpected way, and wish no harm. The right side of my body – I will tend to it. For too long, the calls of my life have made me neglect my physical health. That was another insight I received in the meditation: how little thought and tending I have given to myself. Even after the accident – my first thought was about the other, seeking to reassure her, to hope she is well.

On my birthday, a healer friend had gifted me a Feng Shui clearing crystal and suggested I hang it in the car. I had, that very day, and in a flash had wondered – what if someone bumps into me? I was very careful to drive carefully and I know the accident could have been worse. That same morning, while washing dishes, I thought – why is it important to think positively? Because it wastes less resources; it is, for those whose first reaction is to think about money – more economical!

I am so blessed by my Tuesday circle, running for almost five years, and with only 2 breaks for the past two. How lovingly they tended to me, and were glad that I was receiving.  It doesn’t matter if we meet as healer, teacher, or guide. If friendship can dawn, we are in right relationship. As my right side twinges, more insights will come.

I will share what I can. In joy.

Thank you for walking with me.



The wind of compassion

April 6, 2017

In our Tuesday circle, we flowed with the wind, and discovered it in our anahata chakra, gall bladder and liver, our thoughts that can flow as the wind, and refresh us with its amazing openness. It’s spring, it’s the season of compassion and wind. See the connections? Who’d’ve thought?

Source: The wind of compassion

A Call from Gaia

February 2, 2017

~Benefits: a feeling of happiness, love, joy and fulfillment at discharging the purpose you have come to fulfill in this lifetime.

Source: A Call from Gaia

I woke today, with….

January 24, 2017

…a vision of a yin-yang, and a tree growing from it. There’s no up and down in space, but the tree was growing sideways, from my point of view! The visioning world seems to have no time and space either!

Let’s see if I find an artist has already drawn this…



It’s not separate ~ dark and light. The deeper and wider the tree roots in the soft darkness of the nurturing earth, the higher and wider is its canopy, growing into the light.

There are books within me, still in the yin. Actually, they’ve been written, and need to be edited. Perhaps this year, before the retreat Maria and I are planning, in March. I wrote on Facebook:

When we are in apprehension, doubt, worry, there is confusion, a lack of clarity in thought. That’s neither here nor there. That’s the time to focus on our perspective. That book will be out — I intend to work on it. But before that, Gaia is beckoning, and her story needs to be told first.

See, we can move a lot, branch out like a tree, think so many different thoughts. There is a world out there that is vast. Widen your perspective when you are troubled. And there is a vastness in here. An emptiness that is so serene, that nourishes our soul. Dip into it everyday. How ’bout now?

Seeking your blessings.

That peaceful world we dream about is even more vibrant

January 23, 2017

I woke yesterday with a vision of our world as it is in our dreams.Vibrant, peaceful, of a very high order of functioning and being. Spreading out into the galaxy, helping the birth and development of new planets.
Much as many Star Elders are doing for ours.
It is real, dear friends. Our real work is waiting for us. To grow up as human beings. To unfold into who we really are.

This vision is also for that aspect of us that confuses innocence with naivete, peacefulness with ignorance of reality, and happiness with ‘living in a ‘la-la land’

We return to innocence when we have released memories of horror and pain, and dedicated to live a life of peace and unconditional love. Not just as words, but as an exercise with every breath. It is an active state of being, of being aware, of seeing the ugliness behind surface beauty, and the light within that ugliness. Of acknowledging that within ‘us’ flows what we see, hear, feel and do. It is not ‘out there’.

We resist peacefulness for the same reason. Peaceful world seems unmoving, even boring. What will we do if we are peaceful? Will we just be floating about? This vision showed me just how much more active we’ll be when we’re not lost in the maze of our unknowing aka the ego world of illusion!

This blessed morning was followed by a magical day as we held a Reiki class in the outdoors.

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Reiki blessing experiencing the five elements within and around us, the six-ki, the sacred space of divine love that requires no further privacy or protection. Light and shade helped the release and awakening that takes place with a Reiki initiation.

Yesterday’s initiation was.partly in the park. Nature, and the blessings of the Reiki practitioners in our lineage family who were present in person and in the etheric. We were from Cuba, USA, Chile, Venezuela, Argentina, Mexico, India….yet we all speak one language: of Divine love that comes to earth as innocence.🌷

Ibis gathered near us. Fish leaped, and the only people who looked at us and moved on, were a group of fishermen. A blue heron stayed for the ceremony, then flew away squawking. Unseen, a yoga class was in session, a wedding was on nearby, and their music flowed with ours: Merlin Magic’s Reiki ~ the Light Touch.  Wind was conducting the orchestra, and ensured that the notes flowed together perfectly! A pregnant woman was getting her baby bump photographed. That is m-IAM-I!

It is a blessing to witness the unfolding of Reiki and know that there are so many who are a blessing to themselves, their near and dear ones, and the world.

Thank you, wonderful world.

In loving light


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