February 28, 2022

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Sketches:  The Heart of a Man

Ben Yonder, a good-looking guy in his late twenties, was at a loss. He had lost his girlfriend of 5 years and he didn’t understand why. Women are mysterious creatures, he thought, so frustrating! It was two weeks since the day she quietly packed her bag and left. He could see that she was shaking all over, but she was determined. He watched her go, not saying anything. His heart was breaking but he said not a word. Two weeks...

Castaway

A man floated on the back of a giant sea turtle. The sea turtle paddled towards the shore. The sea turtle breathed in with a big gasp and breathed out a big swoosh sound. He was determined to bring the man towards the shore where he could land him safely onto the shore. He tipped to his left and the man fell off and landed on his back. The man gasped for air and the sea turtle knew he had...

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These are images, collages Santosha Ma created within the years 2019 to 2020. More will be coming! Click on the thumbnails below to expand images....

RAGE is necessary for women on the spiritual path

Rage – (definition) – noun – violent, uncontrollable anger“Her face was distorted with rage.”Verb – feel or express violent or uncontrollable anger“He raged at the futility of it all.”Perfect! Demonstration! of the patriarchal suppression of women. Perfectly seen here that the woman who expresses rage is crazy, and the man that expresses rage is noble, understandable, justified. This is Google, verbatim. And so, my Beloved Santosha Ma suggested I could write a piece about rage, and why it is necessary...

A brief telling of Santosha Ma’s work with me to date…

Here is my first attempt to write about my process, the process of growth and understanding that Santosha Tantra has taken me through (and continues to this day to take me through) out of her great compassion and love, and her absolute Freedom and Enlightenment. I felt that you might enjoy reading about my story with my Guru, Who is the Divine She to Adi Da’s Divine He. She is amazing and wonderful beyond words, and I am grateful with...

Lakshmi Puja – Thanksgiving 2021

The Mystery breaks through, surprising us and bringing us to marvel in wonder. It was the Thanksgiving celebration at Geri and Rebecca’s house November 2021. It was a lovely day so we were all outside. The kids were running around and people were swinging on the swing or shooting hoops or happily sitting, luxuriating in Santosha Ma’s presence. Gifts were presented to her that day and one was from Yasuko and Daniel of a carved wooden statue of Lakshmi with...

The Enduring and Endearing Exploits of Yakaboobis and Yakataboof

(not necessarily in chronological order) A couple of years after the death of Yakaboobis’s body, Yakataboof still missed his dear master and friend. They still talked via heart transmission, even engaged in philosophical debate which always ended in a nod of “love you, man”. But Yakataboof so missed keeping up and following his beloved master as he served him on all of his missions of utmost importance. His own exploits lacked the enjoyment of their mutual hilarity. Being with Yakaboobis...

The Feminists from Outer Space and the Appearance of the Bodhisattva

The Feminists from Outer Space and the Appearance of the Bodhisattva Ayra didn’t have a strong sense of belonging to anyone or anywhere. She is the woman who walks forever. She once stayed in a small town for twenty years. She became familiar with the local hangouts and the local people who visited them. She was friendly to everyone and everyone was friendly to her. She knew that it didn’t matter how long she stayed in one place—it would not...

In Her Presence

In Her Presence                                The Plan                                   Plan not to Plan Gordon put down his pen. He was weary. He had never felt this kind of tired before. Not only was his body exhausted, his mind was too tired to even wander and he felt nothing—nothing but a deep, dark impulse to disappear altogether. Tests had been done and he knew the results already, without hearing them from his specialist. He knew he was dying. He had known for a...

Sudra Returns!

It has been many years since Santosha last used my voice to express herself! Too long! She is an elder now, looking her age and creaking in all the right places. Fortunately, I don’t age, as I am the voice of her awareness. I’m just as innocent as I have always been. Innocent and irreverent. How wonderful that awareness doesn’t age, which leads to the question: does it process, grow and expand into an unfathomable infinite depth? I don’t know...