As you are awakening, all the gods and demons of your past, all the latent tendencies of the kosmic collective, will rise up within and without you to claim you as "one of their own."

So don't move. Stay as unbounded awareness itself. Let  them arise... let these forces move and do what they will. They will transform whatever can be transformed within and without, but not You: the unchanging deathless never born everpresent Reality.  Oh God, This beauty...


                         

 

 

 

Well, for one thing, my mother is a paragon of common sense.

 When I was a kid, my mother often used to say with 100 % conviction, "What I can't afford, I don't want  to have in the first place." She said that in German, and she meant it, you see?

Due to my father's long progressive illness, we fell on tough times, so for fun we'd sometimes walk through the beautiful areas of town, stop outside the gates of the loveliest mansions with fairy tale gardens and, without a trace of envy, point out all the best features in turn. After a while of revelling in admiration, my mama would sigh and say something like: "Mensch, am I glad that I don't have to clean that 14 room house."
That was my cue: "Good thing we don't own that Porsche in the driveway. Just imagine if it gets dented..."
"Let alone hit," my mom would add. "And what it would cost to MAINTAIN those gardens, fishponds, whatever else they've got there... You'd have to have servants. And that's the last thing we'd want to have to deal with, pfui."
 
All the way home we'd crack each other up by making the funniest remarks we could think of about the drawbacks of possessing too much stuff in this world. And then we'd look at each other, beaming, and conclude, "Hey, we're almost rich!"

That's still one of our favorite conclusions today, "Hey, we're so freakin' rich, we've got to give it away."

In gratitude to all mamas wherever they roam,

Mascha