Mystical Managerie

As I recommit myself to this blog to replace my daily diary I am in awe of the life I am being lead into. Such peace and bliss filled with love and life. I am engulfed in love and learning beyond my comprehension. The arms of knowledge and understanding enfold me like a great hug from Amma. People, places and happenings arise in my field as I listen to the inner promptings of prana, that leave me in awe of the greatness of the universe. I am seeing God as alive and in the fiber of everything that moves and exists. Glimpses of his greatness shimmering through the fabric of reality, reminding me of where I am headed.
Listening to Prana guide us, my life and soul partner Ann Marie and I walked what seemed to be a random path down a street we knew nothing about having been guided to what seemed like the wrong spot by Sprint Navigation. We 'decided' to stop for coffee and sit by a fountain watching a family with small children play in a fountain that a homeless man was picking coins out of. Ann Marie and I spoke of great things, lives passed, lessons learned. Prana guided me to ask us to walk down the street towards the great beacon of the SRF gate. Arriving at the locked gate on the wrong side of the gardens at the same time as two nuns. They glanced at us staring at the gate and proceeded to unlock the lock to let themselves in. From somewhere inside a voice rose up and I heard either myself or Ann Marie asking where the entrance to the gardens were. With a great smile one of the nuns turned and offered to meet us on the other side of the street and show us the garden. What unfolded was awe inspiring. She met us and let us in after hours and graciously let us on a private tour of the gardens and up to the house, introducing us to other nuns and telling us of the life of Paramahansa Yogananda. At one point, making a silly joke as I often do, she giggled what can only be called the sound of an angel laughing, the sweetest sound of joy and called me a 'divine child'. Ahh, sweet love of God. His light is everywhere. Never could we have planned such a special moment, never could this have 'happened' by chance.
As I begin to re read the Autobiography of a Yoga and The Second Coming of Christ by Paramahansa I am reminded of when I first was guided to his book so many years ago in a sad time of my life, when I needed guidance, long before I was guided to the path of a Yogi. Many full circles have been completed in this year so far. I am inspired to listen to inner promptings and enjoy the ride for the rest of the year.
Jai Guru

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