i moved to Cali with a carload of stuff
and i've got a hankering to move away
with a smaller carload of stuff.
i like to pull out all my stuff sometimes
and go through, pare down, give away,
toss, re-read, burn...and still, I keep
morning sadhana's like that, everyday,
sometimes the stuff has rat crap on it
from being in a corner of the basement,
or brings up crap from a relationship,
or reminds me of the fact
that if I cleanse, I gotta keep
that agni burning bright
or my crap will get backed up.
As I breath in kundalini kriyas,
I chant the mantra, Sat Nam
'truth is my identity' magnifying,
magnetizing to all the places
and times within that don't practice
and I clean house
~my body temple~
rising early before dreams
Sometimes the chatter of thoughts
is a blazing rainstorm
sometimes i'd like to fall back asleep,
when it's tough, I know it's working,
and I keep practicing...
ong namo, guru dev namo
I recognize, call upon divinity
within, the guru, the healer within
~sat nam ~ truth is my identity
Causes grace tea Supports
freedom of speech, freedom to be happy, healthy, holy!