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Rock the Kasbah
Rock the Kasbah! I am high as a Kite- on sound vibrations- my chest was just blown open and the universe is moving through me like I am a ghost-
Date: 11/12/2005 11:06:44 AM ( 19 y ) ... viewed 2995 times progress
"We are not going around in circles, we are going upwards. The path is a spiral."
-Hermann Hesse (1877-1962)
Well, it can certainly seem like it! Today I slept in until 3:30am, and had to jump outta bed- quick- to get on the road to Sadhana...By the way- what a GREAT Group was there- more on that...
So I am in slippers, forgot my glasses (YES!) no underwear- Sikhs are very modest, and didn't brush my teeth! And I find 1/2 way there I am outta gas!
Going up Washington Street, I notice (barely without my glasses) an orange light up on the top of the dash- most warning lights are on the dash near the steering column-The only thing up there is...the GAS gauge! Shit
Now mind you this tank of a Mercedes is the biggest gas guzzling machine made in 1990- way before gas was $2.55 a gallon...so there are 2 gas stations on Washington- why not just stop and get enough to get to Sadhana? Because no one is open- baby you are on your own at 3:45am in San Diego! In LA you could find one- so I did the protection chant and shifted in 2 and plugged up Washington Street-feeling the gas course through each of those 8 cylinders!
If I could just get to M's and Gur's..They would be able to help me after Sadhana-and of course my Eddie Bauer Poofy slippers are not fit for real walking- I do think I have a pair of athletic shoes in the trunk tho...I will be very late if I must walk there...yep!
So this means if I make it to the top of Washington -the heaviest gas usage- I will not be stopping for lights-
Everyday as I drive to Sadhana (normally with gas, and glasses, and shoes) I wonder what the hell the lights are doing- no one around for miles and some lights (LIKE the ONE on India and Washingtons St) actually cycle through a left turn-when no cars are anywhere around! I've been looking for an excuse to run that One- for months.
So I ran every light from I-5 and Washington to the Zoo (Yes we conduct Sadhana with the Monkeys-the one with the bright red bottoms! yep!) Man I was scared about the gas but I was loving the light running.
I made it, and lo and behold there were two late comers, Sikhs-black turbaned- that ROCKED the Kasbah! Whoa Nellie, the younger of the 2 had the groove- Have any of you chanted with the vibratory sounds of Sanskrit? If you get another One that is your frequency, it is ecstasy! He and I locked on- Oh the chest the heart center- I could fall completely in love with a man of my frequency...It just pulls me apart- I am wide open. My chest just becomes etheric and I dissolve into the biggest smile one can have and still chant-
Kundalini is the greatest adventure of my life- If I could give this gift to everyone I would- It'll rock your world, it'll get you straight, it'll get you bent- It's better than LSD, pot, It is all the wonderment of the drug gateway but with nothing but your own DNA-3 years is the turning point- but I knew all along! I'm just getting in the groove now, because I hall my butt up every morning and do 21/2 hours of yoga, chanting, and prayer-
It feels so good, and I am far more finely tuned than before! And I think I was pretty in tune before But I guess not!- ah, as soon as one horizon is touched with the barest of fingertip another begins to unfold- Join the Journey of You- Join the Journey of God!
Same difference my friend, same difference.
I bought a gas can and $5 dollars of gas and I am home safe and sound...
Blow out the Boundaries with Joy of Being! It's Good to be Alive!
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