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Let The Revolution Begin

Let the revolution begin. In this day, the right to not be the ego-I, had not been won. Many of the other differences—different ethnic, racial backgrounds, different sexual attraction, differences between men and women—all the hard-fought needs and rights that were ‘signed into law’ to be openly allowed and assimilated into the culture were being lived openly and widely accepted. All except the right to no difference, the actuality of not actually being a private citizen, or a public one....

Open letter to Julie Anderson, Jan 2020

Dear Julie, I want to send you a note of support and appreciation from me and Santosha Ma and the gang! I have read a listened to all of your interviews with Beezone and Ed, and I really appreciate all the work you are doing for Beloved Adi Da! You are a good communicator! In a near void of leelas and tales about Sri Adi Da and his passionate life with his intimate devotees, all you are telling is wonderful...

Letter to Ruchiradama Quandra Sukhapur Rani

Dear Ruchiradama Quandra Sukhapur Rani, Hello, dear sister of and as the Heart. I am writing to you today to tell you of my secret, though it is an open secret and given freely to all those who are in need of it, today is the day I need to make a special specific gesture to reveal it in this personal way to you. I recognize your special dedication to the life and work of Avatar Adi da Samraj; your...

My Love and Submission to Adi Da

from The Innocence of Her Form by Santosha Tantra (p 124). . . my love and submission [to Adi Da] were not as one who submits to law, to mere belief in rightful knowledge, or to superiority. But it was as one who is guided and attracted beyond conditioning into the disposition of the vastness of unknowing, of Divine Ignorance, as Heart-knowing and Heart-revelation in direct experience. His Presence in my life was not one of demanding forceful submission, or...

He Is the Miracle Man

I was the ordinary womanin understanding HimselfHe has understood everythingEverything now understandsbecause of His understanding of everything He is the man that lovealways points toIn the dictionary of meaningsLove is His nameHis name is Love’s definition I was the ordinary womanwho was attracted beyond mere appearancesto this miracle manHis recognition of Meis the miracle He openedI am now and forever the woman of understandingI am the She of HeEveryone now understandsbecause of His understanding of every One...

Master Bonsai and the Dance of Eternity

Master Bonsai Fails But Triumphs Anyways Master Bonsai always pissed on the potted trees. No one could understand why his piss didn’t kill the bonsai trees. The miniature trees always thrived under Master Bonsai’s care if you could call it that. He never even noticed the trees, he was skeptical of any tree that was well tended but not allowed its commanding growth. His students so loved the bonsai trees and credited him with the spiritual flow or chi or...

Wild West of Enlightenment, Part 3: The Force of Awakening

Mahoot undertook her final bipop ritual. Yakataboof and her sister Yahoot watched as she ingested the Mawoni plant. She happily took her vow of life extension for the sake of her life goal, which was to serve the art of awakening. The understanding of who she is, the self-recognition of herself as realized shakti never left her. It always lived her now. How was she changed by her self-recognition, by her understanding? She was now aware of the dreaming of...

Wild West of Enlightenment Part 2: Mahoot Gives A Hoot

The Wild West of Enlightenment Part 2: Mahoot Gives a Hoot Mahoot felt the wind on her face, a gentle warming breeze; it felt like a caress. It reminded her of her sister Yahoot and how she always lightly touched her face. It was always a light swipe across her cheek. She always felt her sister’s deep affection for her in that caress even though she often followed it with some teasing. She thought of her sister. It had been...

The Wild West of Enlightenment

Yakaboobis and his best friend Yakataboof had an urge to go on a journey. “Where do you want to go this time?” asked Yakataboof. “We’ve been home for a while, what’s a good place to have some fun and cause some good-hearted trouble?” “That last trip to the outer rings of Blue Tarn proved to be of some considerable fun. We could go there and explore the inner rings this time” Yakaboobis suggested. “I heard there was a lot of...