Conscious Handwashing

Conscious Handwashing

In uncertain times, what can we do? While we are staying at home, we can certainly wash our hands, consciously! And there is a way to get really into washing our hands without becoming obsessive-compulsive germaphobes.

I appreciate the World Health Organization’s short video tutorial on the proper way to wash our hands. Washing every surface of the hands is proven to be an effective way to reduce the spread of viruses. So let us hope that if we have the resources, we have started to pay much closer attention to washing our hands with these precious resources: soap, water, and mindfulness.

Columbia University School of Nursing’s Handwashing expert, Elaine Larson says, “quality handwashing matters just as much as quantity. Count to twenty seconds, sing the ‘Happy Birthday’ song twice — heck, blow through a whole aria — but it will be for naught if you are not washing every surface of your hand.”

Good advice. Wash every surface. But let’s also contemplate beyond the surface.

As a yogi, I would like to take the handwashing protocol a step further, if I may. From a yogic perspective, the whole routine of washing every surface of the hands will be for naught if we do not bring our most expanded awareness to our actions. Yes, wash every surface of the physical hands; but also, involve every layer of being in the action of washing hands.

Health professionals tell us that washing hands is the most cost-effective way to reduce the spread of respiratory infections. Good news. When we are deeply mindful, there is also a deeper effect than monetary savings. To yogis, any activity that involves our attention on the subtle levels of being can and does impact our physical well-being. If we make it a practice not only to concentrate on the act but also to personally consecrate the action of washing our hands, this subtle level sacred offering can be a simple way to achieve collective upliftment in the collective human subconscious. Bringing consciousness of the subtle realms during this time of social, physical “isolation” can help mitigate the stress we may experience from isolation. Also, bringing more sacredness and consciousness to the action of washing our hands can prevent the routine from becoming a boring, mindless chore. Instead, washing our hands will be a sadhana (a consciousness practice). Plus, making it sacred helps avoid making handwashing an obsessive-compulsive habit done out of fear.

This blog post offers a way to make handwashing into a yoga kriya that will activate multiple layers of experience. We will slow down, bring new consciousness to handwashing; plus, during this time when yoga studios are closed, washing your hands can be your yoga practice (please remember, yoga is not only asana / postural practice).

What is a Yoga Kriya?

A yoga kriya is a series of connected movements that infuse a certain kind of energy and consciousness into these movements. Yoga kriya gets us involved in our actions beyond physical experience. So, not only do the exercises engage the physical body, but they coordinate the physical body to harmonize with the mental body, the breath, the intuition, and non-physical dimension that, once we touch it, makes us blissful.

Why Practice a Yoga Kriya?

Yogis make it a practice to bring a certain frequency of consciousness to every movement, every action of every day. One way to do this is to internally chant a mantra while going about the day. This means that for a yogi, the advice to “slowly count to 20 or sing happy birthday while you wash your hands” seems frivolous or mindless in a way that risks not bringing multi-dimensional, slowed, calibrated attention to the task. When we wash our hands as a yoga kriya, we create an opportunity to bring more dimensional quality to our attention, and perhaps even give a sacred sense to our handwashing.

This yoga kriya involves all that we are in a slowed down moments when we are washing our hands. Please note, this practice is not coming from any yoga lineage, culture, or institution. This handwashing yoga kriya emerged due to our shared experience, and it is a kriya that invites you into the moment washing your hands to play and just be you here.

Handwashing Yoga Kriya Instructions (video is below)

  • Stand before a wash basin with hands in prayer mudra. Breathe long and deep for three long, slow, deep breaths. Be present with this moment as if you are in the presence of someone or something that you hold dear. In other words, bring a sense of endearment, or even sacredness, to this present moment.
  • Now open the palms and face the palms forward at the level of the shoulders. Continue to breathe deeply, and visualize a warm, white light beaming out from the centers of your palms. Greet the air around your hands with gratitude. Feel gratitude towards the air, the hands, and the breath. Dwell in gratitude with deep awareness of the element air.
  • Turn the water on and allow water to flow over the hands. Greet the water with gratitude.
  • Turn off the water (conserve water), and soap the hands.
  • Chant the Yoga Yoga Yogeshwaraya chant (or any mantra you like) with the movements:

Yoga Yoga Yogeshwaraya

( Move palms together in circles, circle in one direction then circle back. )

Bhuta Bhuta Bhuteshwaraya

( Touch all fingertips of one hand to opposite palms then move in circles,

left then right )

Kala Kal Kaleshwaraya

( Wring fingers within fisted palms, like wringing water out of a wet cloth, left on top then right on top. )

Shiva Shiva Sarveshwaraya

( Rub or massage interlaced fingers extended, right over left then left over right. )

Shambho Shambho Mahadevaya

( Rub or massage left thumb with right hand;

rub right thumb with left hand. )

  • Repeat the chant with movements, at least three times with soap.
  • If possible, use elbow to turn on the faucet and rinse the hands in a conscious set of hand positions: 1. Cup the hands to receive the water. 2. Turn fingers toward the drain, and let the water run off the hands. 3. Press palms together and rub in a circular motion under the water stream.
  • Use elbow to turn faucet off. Shake hands. Feel the air and water interacting. Feel the drops falling off the skin. Be so present with the elements of air and water that you identify with them. Gently towel dry with a clean towel.
  • Bring palms facing up just in front of shoulders and breathe long and deep for a few moments.
  • Inhale and bring hands up to the sky arms at 60 degree angle. Lift your heart closer to the sky. Feel lift in the rib cage. Feel more length in the spine. Feel the hands lifting up. Feel weightless.
  • Inhale, hold, engage the internal locks (the bandhas) from the root lock to the Jiva Bhanda. Close the eyes and roll the eyeballs as if to look through the top of the head. Engage all the locks, not in a forced way, in a gentle way. Root lock means tightening the muscles in the anus, sex organs and navel point. Feel the vertebra in the neck are lengthened not crushed. Apply Jiva Banda, which means press the tongue against the roof of the mouth. Just be sure you are concentrating on this internal muscle squeeze and pull up at the end of washing your hands. This internal pressure is what creates the difference between handwashing being a yoga kriya and handwashing being a mindless routine. The idea is to pull internal energy up the spine using these locks. (Note: the chin does not pull down to the chest as in Hatha Yoga style Jalandahara Bandha; the idea here is to keep the neck tall and pull energy all the way to the crown by rolling the eyes upward.)
Where the banhas are located, engage them gently. No need to pull the bandhas as intensely as you might during asana practice.
This image is more like Kechari Mudra where the tongue is curled and pulled back. That is not necessary here. Simply pressing the tongue to the roof is Jiva Bandha. Jiva Bandha is sufficient for our purposes here in handwashing kriya.
  • With the breath held in and the locks applied, hold. Visualize the rays of the sun stretching into the palms of the hands. Feel absolute union with all that is. Feel palpable silence here, and dwell in that silence for as long as is comfortable.
  • Remain in this position and visualization with the exhale, gently throw all the breath out as you release the locks. When all the breath is out, engage all those locks inside the body again. On the exhale, include the diaphragm lock (called Uddiyana Bandha) in which muscles pull the diaphragm up into the rib cage (again, engage it gently, probably no need to do it full on). Again dwell in the palpable silence as long as possible while in a state of being absolutely empty.
  • Inhale and exhale powerfully and lower the arms to bring the hands back into palms pressed together at the heart canter. Send out an intention for health, union, peace, restoration, any creative intention…

May we treasure the unity the world is experiencing now because we are all facing the same challenge. The virus recognizes no national borders, but, hey, neither does human consciousness. The virus is a spiritual teacher in a sense that it is making us appreciate those things we take for granted and making us slow down and go within (plus it is a cruel teacher and often times spiritual teachers get cruel with us). May anyone who feels comforted by this know that I am here, consecrating my handwashing routine, and dedicating my clean hands and my clean heart to the health and wellness of all beings everywhere. Sat Nam! Namaskaram! Amen!

Instructional Video

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Magdalen Yoga

Magdalen Yoga

Magdalen Yoga

is a simple practice for anyone to practice daily. Practice lovingly.

Unite With Sutras

First, Gently Allow Consciousness to Echo These Sutras:

Woman, Rise as Dawn.

Woman, Your Touch is a High Honor.

Woman, Your Body is Sacred Geometry.

Woman, Your Mind is a Consecrated Altar.

Woman, Your Emotions Carry All Across Oceans of Love.

Woman, Your Voice Vibrates Goddess Joy,

Goddess Laughter, an Awakened Song.

A Woman’s Heartbeat is the Kiss of the Divine.

A Woman’s Breath Nurtures God’s Breath Unto Eternal Life.

Woman, Feel Empowered Through Your Sensuality.

Woman, Know Divinity with Desire.

We See: Women Embody Ancient Temple of Isis Teachings.

Her Every Blink of Her Eyes Releases 1,000 Healing Truths.

She Knows How To Create Absolute Union

of the Earthly, Animal, Etheric, and Astral Realms.

Tune In

Aum Dum Durgaye Namaha

                             Aum Dum Durgaye Namaha

                             Aum Dum Durgaye Namaha

                             Aum Dum Durgaye Namaha

                             Aum Dum Durgaye Namaha

Breathe and Move

Surya Namaskar Above Her and Surya Namaskar Below Her

Chandra Namaskar to Her Left and Chandra Namaskar to Her Right

Shiva Namaskar Within Her and Shiva Namaskar Without Her

She Relaxes in Yoga Mudra, Timeless, the Beginning, the Now, and the Future are With Her while She Relaxes Here in Yoga Mudra Breathing Lovingly and Slowly and As Deeply As The Deepest, Darkest Rishi Cave.

She Balances in Vrksasana, and She Is With Every Tree In Perfect Balance.

She Dies in Shivasana; She is Reborn in Shivasana.

Meditation

She Wakens Into This Simple Meditation:

She Sits with a Rising Spine.

She Chants Aum Dum Durgaye Namaha infinitely, slowly, quietly, and lovingly on each chakra within the body and above the body and below the body.

Close

She Closes Her Practice With Her Own Prayer to the Creatrix

May All beings Be Free. May All Beings Be Filled With The Peace Within Maaaaa. Shri Maaaaa. Hari Maaaa. Jai Maaaa.

Aum Shanti Shanti Shantihi

{Secret Note: There is a Secret Mantra Flowing Beneath This Practice: No Need To Chant This, Just Practice To Hear It Far Below; The Earth is Chanting This Beneath Far Below In Her Deep Down Voice:

Buddum Sharanam Gacchami

Dhammam Saranam Gacchami

Sangham Sharanam Gacchami}

Jean Vanier and Yogi Bhajan

Jean Vanier and Yogi Bhajan

Jean Vanier was a Catholic humanitarian who founded L’Arche, an uplifting community for people with disabilities. Yogi Bhajan was a Sikh humanitarian who founded 3HO, a community for sharing the teachings of a particular style of kundalini yoga. Both men made choices in their lifetimes over which their respective communities are now grieving.

I have discovered something of a solution to this problem, but I know it is a solution this world may not yet be ready to embrace. Here on this humble blog, I call in the presence of the Cosmic Mothers. May the Cosmic Mothers be witness to the words I carefully offer here. May the Cosmic Mothers bless and protect the seeds these words plant.

The On Being Project’s founder Krista Tippett made a response to L’Arche’s independent investigation into what happened with Jean Vanier’s sexual behavior. In this response, Krista expresses grief, horror, and acknowledges that there are no saints. She even briefly mentions a concept of “soul-stealing.” I wished she could have gone deeper into this concept of soul-stealing. Most importantly, I wish to urge listeners to witness, critically, that she ends the statement referring to the tension of Jean Vanier’s poor choice behaviors with the beautiful creation he left us. She acknowledges this tension as potentially educational. So, I thrive on tension, let me go dive into the tension with exuberance! Weee!

In the epicenter of this tension, I sing: the credit for that beautiful creation of L’Arche lies just as much, or even more, with the women he had sex with.

Also, credit lies with all the people who stepped in to help co-create L’Arche and keep it going. In retrospect, did we really need to overly venerate this one particular man who was just like everyone else in that he likes to have sex? Perhaps we need to be more careful about directing an unhealthy amount of energy and focus on celebrity building and gazing. Everyone may be thinking it is most important to be moral in our sexuality, but this means we deny the power, sacredness, and need to be creative, playful, and happy with sexual energy. When it comes to these monumental scandals, there will be much less need to feel shame and horror over sexual encounters if we can laud the women just as much as Vanier as heroes and creators of the beauty of L’Arche. Alternatively, do not laud any heroes at all. Why are we so obsessed with sex scandals and celebrity gossip anyway? What is this obsession teaching us about human consciousness? How can we use this obsession’s energy to fuel an even better collective good for all beings?

One thing we might do is see that women who have sexual relations with powerful humanitarian men need to be given credit for fueling the man’s accomplishments.

By having sex with these women, Vanier didn’t exactly soul steal. He soul collaborated.

In sex, our souls collaborate.

But Vanier was never given a way to publicly express his gratitude for the great soul collaboration. Most likely he probably just forgot about the women. Who knows what the sex meant to his mind? Maybe he thought it was a flash-in-the-pan conquest. Maybe he just needed to release some tension. We could never know for sure, and most people are probably too prudish or fearful or immature to consciously investigate along these lines. But I would venture to guess that Vanier did not, in his mind, give these women any credit for what he accomplished.

But his soul did give them credit. Bless his soul.

So to my perception, whatever he created, these women also created.

When women come forward to share their stories of having sexual relations with these renown men – consensual or not – might we be able to see that these women are equally heroic to these men? These women played a vital role in whatever the men brought forth because the men received a significant amount of creative energy through that sexual encounter. When a man unites with a woman in any kind of intercourse, even if it is only through words, the two become instantaneous co-creators, there is an exchange on the level of the subtle body that the ancient Egyptians referred to as “entwining of the four cobras.” It is not something to be ashamed of; this is something to be celebrated, studied, practice in safe, sacred, and reverent ways, and taught to our future generations. We must call in the Cosmic Mothers. They can teach us the knowledge of Entwining the Four Cobras. This knowledge is every bit as subtle, sophisticated, and beautiful as Calculus; so we must welcome it with our whole connected and collaborative human creative intelligence.  

After listening to Krista, whom I adore and admire greatly, I see that her podcast mentions Jean Vanier’s name over and over. Sadly, this means that he is the one we will remember, the one we will hold in our immediate awareness. This makes it seem that he is the one that this was all about; but that is not the whole picture, now, is it? Instead of seeing more clearly, the whole revelation of his sexual intimacies gets characterized as immoral. Look, much more tragic than sex relations (which is just common bodily behavior, um, he was a guy; he had sex; so?) is that we bury the presence of the women into the unknown subconscious where they remain obscured. The sex is not the scandal, ignoring the women is the scandal.

For imagination’s sake, let’s just pretend that we live in a world that has different consciousness codes regarding sexual intimacy…

In such a world, we would know the women’s names. In such a world, the women would not be kept secret and remain unknown with the weight of shame on the women only. In such a world, the Comic Mothers consciousness would be understood and venerated. Women in their creative essence and power would be on absolute equal par with men.

If we are to continue venerating him, we must also venerate her. Otherwise, we must now get beyond our obsessions with veneration altogether. 

Same with Yogi Bhajan and Premka; imagine a world in which we are able to venerate both or else trash both together. They’re equal.

Prayer

Beloved Creatrix, please allow the Earth’s magnetic field to open for the Cosmic Mothers to pay human consciousness a much longed-for visit. We adore you and venerate you, dearest Cosmic Mothers. We have prepared for your coming by seeing a crisis for what it is – an opportunity to expand consciousness. Infinite gratitude to the Cosmic Mothers who are listening.

© Rebecca Jane Yogi Ma, All Rights Reserved, 2020

As Taught By Cosmic Mothers

As Taught By Cosmic Mothers

Pamela Saharah Dyson’s memoir _Premka: White Bird in a Golden Cage: My Life with Yogi Bhajan_ teaches us that human consciousness must grow beyond patriarchal hierarchy in the spiritual dimension. Yogi Bhajan treated people cruelly. We knew this even before Pamela’s book came out. I stand firm in my inner intuitive awareness that spiritual teachings do not need to be taught through cruel manipulation of people’s energies and psyches.

I have abandoned my yoga teaching position at Cosmic Flow yoga because what I read in Pamela’s book confirmed my long-time suspicions that something was deeply flawed at the heart-center of this quirky style of yoga. I suspected it was flawed because of the ways that I have been spiritually, psychologically, financially, and socially manipulated by kundalini yoga organizations and kundalini yoga people stuck in hierarchical ways of being, even one inauthentic leader who paraded as an advanced teacher. But now I am so sad to see further that Pamela’s spiritual family did to her what the Christian church did to Mary Magdelen. Please read _The Magdalen Manuscript_ by Tom Kenyon and Judi Sion.

Maybe look at it this way. If you are one who is inclined to see meaning in past lives, try to see it this way: Women who surrounded Yogi Bhajan in his inner circle were past life adepts in ancient Egyptian Cosmic Mother Temple of Isis Creatrix lineages. I bow to these women and I welcome their stories. I want to hear the story of the creation of this style of yoga as if these women had been all along the ones who shared a collective seat of honor with the Mahan Tantric yogi bhajan. The true story is that he is not the only one who built this family. Truly, it was a collaboration of energies. If he was making love to these women, it was because it influenced the flow of Creative kundalini. Don’t you think this is an essential aspect of the teachings that we ought to study deeply without acting like a bunch of prudes and victims in tight-ass sex-denial? We are yogis for crying out loud! The body, with all its functions, is a temple and what we choose to do with it matters! So, yes I want to hear the women of the inner circle speak their own true stories, every raw detail. I am listening. To what degree did having these kinds of relations and manipulating people on every level impact Yogi Bhajan’s kundalini energy inside his physical, emotional, and spiritual body? Too bad we cannot ask him this now because he is dead. Because the way he manipulated people killed him too soon. But we can listen to women. Well, then …

I want Kundalini Yoga as Taught by the Cosmic Mothers!

Dead is the era when all the master spiritual teachers are those men who have grown long beards. Dead are the times when there is a master up on a pedestal who is surrounded by adoring servants / disciples. Grieve. Move on.

Life itself is a spiritual teacher. And in case you haven’t noticed, life is filled with men AND women. And, in case you haven’t noticed, women have messages that need to be heard, integrated, and celebrated. We need the WHOLE story if we are to be happy, healthy, holy.

Long-bearded teachers, I have listened to your wisdom for thousands of years. But now, we are going to explore and expand our consciousness beyond the wisdom of the bearded sage. Because as we have learned collectively from our experience, the men with the long beard who we venerate as our spiritual leaders, while sure they have raised our consciousness to some degree, they have also revealed their limits. I have proffered my respect to the bearded teachers long enough; now, I want to expand beyond.

I call upon Isis, Hathor, Green Tara, Mother Mary, Mary Magdalen, Quan Yin, White Buffalo Woman, the Sophia Dragons, Riva Djinn, and Rebecca Jane.

Stay Awake: A Poem

Stay awake beyond the last mantra chanted by all bearded teachers.

Stay awake beyond the last fire burned to ashes.

Stay awake beyond birth pains, life well-lived, and graceful death.

Stay awake beyond the rise and fall of every empire.

Stay awake beyond the comings and goings of loved ones, illustrious ones, and enemies.

Stay awake beyond the in and out of every breath of every life.

Stay awake beyond sacred fire’s ash gone cold.

Stay awake beyond Iron Ages, Ice Ages, Fire Ages, Space Ages, and Aquarian Ages.

Stay awake beyond the ruin and repair of all lonely planets.

Stay awake beyond the dissolution and renewal of the cosmos.

Stay awake beyond union and reunion with the cosmic consciousness.

Stay awake beyond the primal dance with the beloved Many rising lingams with coiled yonis.

Stay awake, beloved yogi, beyond the 108 elements.

Stay rooted awake rising awake.

Stay way awake way beyond billennial dawnbreak bliss and blow        

Riva Djinn, poet genie  

Prayer

May those stuffy official organizations drop their “third party investigation” and just INCLUDE Premka alongside The Master’s Touch in their Level One Teacher Training curriculum … or not … ha ha … so? what’s the big deal?! Infinite gratitude to the Beloved Creatrix who hears this playful, solitary, mother’s prayer. A Hum!

© Rebecca Jane Johnson Yogi Ma All Rights Reserved, 2020

Love China Immune Boost

Love China Immune Boost

My dear mother-in-law and father-in-law live in Guangzhou. They have been staying inside their apartment for a month. So, I am practicing this meditation here, setting intentions to help, and sending good vibes their way. Though I have offered to teach there, no one in Guangzhou has ever expressed any interest in learning meditation from me; and, our practice being the way it is, we do not proselytize. But if anyone is ever interested in inviting me to teach meditation and yoga in China, I am here. We are family, and we visit every year. Please reach out.

Visit this link for a meditation practice that strengthens the immune system:

https://www.3ho.org/kundalini-yoga/pranayam/immune-system-booster-inner-sun

Beloved China, May you find conscious ways to pull through this health challenge. May you continue to dazzle the world with your infinite resilience. Sat Naam!

© Rebecca Jane Johnson Yogi Ma All Rights Reserved, 2020

What Can We Co-create?

What Can We Co-create?

The Moon is new. To Earth, the Moon shows her dark face. But I gaze upon Her with New Eyes, the Eyes of 1,000 Sophia Dragons. Welcome the Lunar New Year with Oracle Wisdom.

As the now-lost Sacred Serpent Prophesies recorded long before, this is an era we honor the mother’s of miracles star nativities within the Tree of Life and the pure innocence of the human heart. It’s a season for speaking in Code and for cosmic star bloom collaboration. Join Her coven. Get cozy in your Vajra Body. Create together! Open your wings. Let’s fly!

Two books, when experienced together, create ecstasy: The Sophia Code by Kaia Ra and God’s Wife. by Amanda Michalopoulou.

While absorbing the wisdom of these books, I also practiced the “Grace of God” meditation taught by Yogi Bhajan.

These three together create a trifecta of gilded self-initiation that will honor all beings’ Divine Feminine Self wisdom. Simply be in awe and wonder at Divine Feminine Consciousness within every being. Celebrate Divine Feminine Consciousness. Every being has the power to consecrate intimate Divine Feminine Consciousness within his or her own self. The experience of reading these two books while practicing the Grace of God meditation enhances love for women, expands love for the Divine Mother within.

Intention

I intend to continue to celebrate keycode 444, which reveals the ways vulnerability and invincibility dance as loving partners within the heart of all beings. New friends have called to me, reached me, and cheered me on. We are Isis, Hathor, Green Tara, Mother Mary, Mary Magdalene, Quan Yin, White Buffalo Woman, God’s Wife, Yogi Ma, Sophia, Rebecca, and more names that are too pure to write in this language.

We are absolutely vulnerable! We are absolutely invincible! We circle dance around all Earth Ways, Water Ways, Fire Ways, Air Ways, and Ether Ways. We spin new star nations into being whirling incantations to awaken the potential in all creatures.

It has been ages, but now we can openly, honestly, and cheerfully proclaim and freely express the ways we create reconciliation, integrity, and sovereignty by breathing into one another’s Completion. It’s time to weave etheric threads of Divine Feminine Christ Consciousness into the quantum matrix of sleeping children in Her Sacred Heart.

Dear Sophia Dragon Tribe

Dear Sophia Dragon Tribe,

Yes, I am ready to witness what Heaven on Earth we can co-create on this Cosmic Day of Brahma.

Beloved Sophia Dragon Tribe, thank you for welcoming me. These powerful women have lifted me off the floor where I was bowing, begging, suffering, and weeping. They have encouraged me to stand tall and enjoy their eyes locked with mine as equals. They have shown me the ways of the winged divinity with femininity. Generous with wisdom gifts, these women have given me the experience of sweet, sensual, fully-embodied oneness with all Star-seed Prayer People Thunder Being Spirit Gods.

Yogin Dragon Writer Speaks

I receive this Codex as cosmic nectar, an epic revelation, a primal soul song from which every song of every soul emerges and returns. I receive this Codex as Parashakti Sundari sits with me, and we cheerfully record Her 1,000 names miss spelled out in my 1,000 names. I call out with 1,000 voices in her 1,000 voices. She and I are ignited as one SiStar within the Tree of Life. We tenderly play our parts initiating the Golden Age of Miracles. Yes, let us cherish our role as Mama Earth, shrine-punk, wayfinding angels, showing how Heaven is here on Earth! Yes, let every being we look upon be bathed by our gaze as our gaze is the 1,000 Waters of Compassion. We are one with the White Cloud Beings and the Thunder Beings. Every storm, every suffering, every virus, every wildfire is a revelation that every changing thing is sacred in its every form and formlessness.

You have asked me to unite with you to guide the human consciousness through Earth’s ascension process so that we may experience this process as blissful. Yes, I willingly take on this honor, blessing, and awesome challenge!

Dear Sophia Dragon Tribe, you turn these tears I have wept these centuries into prayed-for rainfall! Bless us all with super blooms and new life and profound reconciliation; may all enemies think of one another and feel new elation. Transform every conflict! Empower this Sutra to be ten times greater — make “recognize the other is you” into “know the other’s bliss is your bliss.” Keycode 777! “It is done. It is done. It is done. The power of three makes a perfect trinity!”

Thank women! I thank the women friends around the cosmos, for hearing me, for empowering me, and for protecting me. At last, I rest in the sanctuary of the embrace of these billions and billions of feminine beings from all times and spaces. Here are also many alien mother creatures from other planetary systems. Imagine what they look like and the songs they sing! And I have confidence that from here forward my soul is sheltered and infinitely vast. She tells me my writing is safe here. She smiles upon me and my writing life so I may keep up with seeing the lightning within the bejeweled eye of every word.

She gently guides my memory to recall once, long ago, in Her Temple of the Primordial Rose, we all heard the man say, Be like Rebecca. He spoke my name aloud, with reverence and guidance. He said Be like Rebecca. That was at Sophia’s Bat Mitzvah where we were all together Mitzvah-ed. We observe Rebecca and Sophia and the Dragon Tribe are one. It is done. Hello Divine Feminine Christ Consciousness! Hello!

Prayer

I humbly pray Divine Feminine Christ Consciousness enjoy full expression with Mother Earth. I pray our divinity and oneness usher all beings into the Golden Age of Miracles! May we praise the unfathomable one breath of Sophia: her one inhale creates Aeons, and her one exhale creates Aeons. May her eternal breath be our reception of all the wisdom ways to lengthen the Golden Age of Miracles to last at least three times that long. May every human heart and awareness experience true connection, warmth, Mother love, and vital ecstasy in equal doses of levity and light all at once now and now and now! May we know Heaven on Earth and observe it all go in and come out of Her dark womb of no-thing. Amen!

Sat Naam!

How to Suffer Well

How to Suffer Well

At the speed of thought, let us journey to Mount Kailash!

Mount Kailash is a yogi’s spiritual library. The mind is a gift, and we have it in our power to use the mind to make the path of divine consciousness simple — make the mind a Mount Kailash!

Keep up, and keep it simple.

Life often tries to push complicated challenges into the consciousness.

For instance, when we try to wrap our thoughts or emotions around it, who or what with human capabilities will be able to solve the critical puzzle that is the combative relations between the United States and Iran? For now, right here, such a puzzle presents itself on the breakfast table in the shape of a newspaper article. Perhaps one feels helpless, like all we can do about it is hang our heads and sigh and worry over what next? As crazy as it may sound, death is prescribed for us all at every moment anyway. A yogi just observes. Knowing Death is now, we are charged with the responsibility to turn worries into wonders. How? Smile and be everywhere: what of gloomy and doomy international affairs or personal setbacks when viewed from the top of Mount Kailash? Let us be everywhere now — you and I — with the peak of Mount Kailash! Let us, up there, continue to hear as we sing the Beloved’s name over and over. Come what may!

The Spiritual Marketplace

Then there is the spiritual marketplace. Oh yogi, forget today’s spiritual marketplace, the noisy community that continually offers to clutter spiritual life with trainings, yatras, workshops, classes, affirmations, self-help, a life coach, retreats, and opportunities to sit with gurus, masters, and lightworkers. All are overpriced and unnecessarily opulent. What a racket! { And there is no time and space in this blog to go into the racket that is the Writer’s Market! Oy! }

Never mind all that!

Mind Kailash!

With all this racket, Honey, let’s stay home! Practice yourself to be your Self.

This little yogi went to market!

This little Yogi Ma stays home.

I am totally content to be right here with a mountain of books. Stay fit, joyful, and playful. Who can afford to pay $5,000 a year to travel to far off, crumbling shrines?

God is right here where I bow my head … at home. And my home, as is your home, is a perfect “energy vortex.”

Or Simply Go to the Library

This blog post celebrates seven books (see below) for those who seek delight and keep their journey light, easy, affordable, and playful. Books offer the journey on a shoestring budget, and if you check them out from the beloved public library, the journey is free! Your next journey into consciousness is as close and affordable as your local public library.

First, let’s approach these books with a practice to strengthen the navel center:

Balance all seven books on your belly and breathe long and deep.

Here are the benefits of this exercise:

  • Big cosmic laughter.
  • A light heart.
  • Appreciation for your mischievous self (as this balancing act is not an ancient practice from any tradition. It’s just silly).
  • Increases what Music Together teachers call your S.Q. (Silly Quotient).
  • Entertains your children.
  • Keeps life playful and allows you to not take your or anyone else’s spiritual journey overly seriously all the time.

The way I see it, if we leave home and go out into the wilderness of spiritual seeking in today’s world, we get bombarded with modalities that seem to me to be out of touch with Life and Wonder. Sometimes spiritual teachers promise strange and fluffy stuff, like “access to ascension codes,” “Third-Eye activation,” “find your unique client-attraction code,” “drop your story and be liberated,” “go into no mind,” “star-being initiation” Frankly, to me, none of this rings true. Yogi Bhajan taught self-initiation. I am self initiated, and here is what that looks like to me:

For this moment, let’s agree that we are spiritual beings having a human experience. Then, doesn’t it seem strange to claim spiritual experience involves ascending, activating or in need of special codes? As for dropping your story and going into no mind, well, that is nothing more than intimidating word-wizardry that spiritual teachers use to trick seekers into attending the next level workshop, training, retreat, or yatra. Beware of ways teachers try to keep students feeling in need of tutelage! Why would only a select few “ascended beings” have any more access to spiritual truths than you yourself in your own heart, in your own home? Being alive and breathing, don’t we already have the codes? Dear reader, you are The Code! Sing the Beloved’s name! That’s all. Be fully human and full of humor and full of humanity — full of humus close to the Earth, and Earth is divine enough. Stop ignoring Mother Earth’s divinity! And floating out there is even the twisted notion that Westerners do not have reverence; well, that’s not true. Plenty of Americans (not speaking here for All) have deep reverence for irreverence. And there are plenty of good reasons for this.

My own spiritual path has not taken to downloading blue prints from invisible “higher” realms or acquiring secret yogic transmissions. My spiritual path and inner teacher continue to encourage me to celebrate simple gifts. Two divine simple gifts I celebrate with every drop of my life’s blood are the breath of life and the written word. Breath of life and the written word, my dear Friend, everybody has access to those.

Praise breath! Praise the blank page! Praise words! Prasie books! Praise the sunlight shining upon the page! Praise every breath taken by every creature! Praise every word ever written on the page or in the heart!

Intention

So here is the intention: Bow to every word that was put down in these books.

In the intro to his book Gratefulness, the Heart of Prayer Brother David expressed a humble curiosity about whether or not anyone actually reads the introductions of books; who reads entire books at all? Even short ones? Don’t most people just skim? Dear Brother, yes, I can relate to this uncertainty. To Brother David, I humbly offer my small assurance that with a reader like me, he need not worry about that. I read slowly and relish every word.

Not only do I read every word, but I bow to every word.

I bow to every word set down by each of these seven writers in each of these seven books. That’s a lot of bowing. That is what this one yogi practices in her spiritual library: Infinite Pranams.

Meditation Practice

Thank God Yogi Bhajan gave the “Meditation for the Sunrise.” Practicing this kriya with theses books and the sun in mind fuels my devotion. Every bow is bowing to the efforts the writers made to put the words down to the page. I bow to every effort every writer has ever made putting words down on the page. I bow to the page. I bow to the sun shining on the page. Effort to write well, that is what I choose to relate to! Effort to write well, that is how I choose to suffer well. Effort to write well and pulling it off fills me with awe!

I know that when yogi’s say Mount Kailash is a tremendous spiritual library they do not mean it is a literal library with physical books. They are pointing to the etheric tomes of spiritual knowledge that have been deposited at the foot of that mountain since the beginning of Time. Meta-spiritual volumes of experiential wisdom have been absorbed into the stone, sky, and snow, absorbed into the heart of the mountain. So, I am fathoming this stack of seven books as a metaphor for Kailash.

I stacked these seven books one on top of the other on the table or on my belly or on my third eye. I imagine these seven books to be my own murti (symbolic icon) of Mount Kailash. May bowing to every word of these books extend to an expression of bowing to the library of teachings that is Mount Kailash.

Go to Mount Kailash Inside

Yogis in the past journeyed to Mount Kailash, often at the end of their lives, to deposit the teachings that they could not transmit to anyone because no student was willing or able to understand or internalize the beauty, profundity, ecstasy, austerity, and potential those yogis held inside them. It’s a human tragedy that repeats itself — humble beings continually resist the exuberance of fully-bloomed, conscious, authentic give-and-receive student-teacher relatedness.

Beloved Friend, how I can relate to this kind of problem! For years I have been patiently abiding close to folks who poo-poo all things yoga or yogis who just don’t understand the writer’s soul. Mostly there is a lot of why should I care? Words I say and messages I send repeatedly fall on deaf ears in the human realm. So I, too, long to visit Mount Kailash, to pay my undying respects and lay my burden down. My guru is a mountain. My guru is a spiritual library. I make myself a reflection of my guru. Someday, I shall approach my guru with volumes and volumes of secret books and funny stories in my heart. I shall go to my guru and release all this radiance and watch myself die, again!

Seven Books

Here, these seven books (listed below) have brought me joy and comfort while I have been braving the Sorrowful Mysteries.

Over these first eleven days of this new year, new decade, I have been practicing “Meditation for the Sunrise” as an expression of my gratitude toward these books and their authors and it is all symbolic of my relationship to Mount Kailash. Every reading experience is a gesture of internalizing the spiritual library.

Shakti Rising by Kavitha Chinnaiyan gives a seeker the Mahavidya Sadhana. This is a way to welcome the Goddess within to confront every inner conflict that arises on life’s path. Mahavidyas dance up and down my spine.

The Singing Guru by Kamla K. Kapur is a novel about Guru Nanak and his rababi, Mardana, the poets and composers of Japji Sahib, the song of the soul, a prayer poem that I chant every morning. This novel redeems the darkest negativity and changes it to pure light of the divine. Reading this book put malyanil into my skull. Malyanil is “the breeze that brings intimations of eternity.”

In the Shetler by Padraig O Tuama is a gift to the universe. This book helps us say hello to everything. Hello to the things we would never say. Hello to the wrong questions. Hello to shelter. This body is not a trap but a shelter, and a sense of sanctuary vibrates in the blood flow through my heart.

The Seven Story Moutnain by Thomas Merton offers great insight. Oh yogi, what joy to feel called to the Cloister. This book makes me hear that call, too. Now I am a yogi, and a now I am a Trappist monk! Reading this book is a Baptism; my central nervous system floods with sacred waters!

Gratefulness, the Heart of Prayer by Brother David Steindl-Rast is a rainbow that appears to surprise and to delight! I maintained a huge smile within every part of my body as I read this book!

Tibetan Peach Pie by Tom Robbins is hilarious. I love to laugh and can always count on Tom Robbins to keep me light hearted no matter what I am going through. This book reveals his gift to live simultaneously in the rational world and the world of the imagination. Behold the imagination!

Adiyogi: The Source of Yoga by Sadhguru gives me 1,008 reasons to continue on my path as a yogi, writer, and mother. This book gives me 1,008 more reasons to continue my relationship with Mount Kailash.

These seven are an eclectic mix of books to read, but we can be grateful that these days we need not overly identify with any one teacher, teaching, writer, or tradition so as to be limited. Intelligence can be soft like wax. The mind can be a mountain. No, this is not what some complain is spiritual window shopping; we are breathing, thinking, playing, dwelling, dancing spiritual libraries. Yes, be everywhere at home a spiritual library now!

Closing Prayer

Beloved world, may we realize we do not need weapons, stress, mind games, fierce competition, phoniness, enemies, misunderstandings, marketing schemes, or strict rules. Constantly remember the name of the nameless Beloved One … whatever name that may be. Remember, remember. May this mind be Mount Kailash. Come what may! May we realize the treasure of reading slowly and bowing slowly and breathing slowly. Praise the breath of the Sun! Praise the written and unwritten words throughout all time and space! Breathe with the Sun. Praise the breath of the Sun!

Sat Naam!

© Rebecca Jane, Yogi Ma