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I have awoken from a dream. Where my body travelled across time and space to meet with the great Mother. Where my soul was inspired with her breath, my heart expanded in her embrace. My body caressed by her waters as I submerged back into Source. I got to feel my feet tread her earth, and I sat in the core of her centre. Hearing nothing but her heartbeat. Speaking the deepest language of silence. Doing nothing but the being that my soul has been urging me so vociferously to be.

And now I am inspired by the remembrance of Self. As I dipped in her waters, she cleared me. She purified the mind’s deepest fluctuations that distract me from Source. Like a diamond dipped in cleansing liquid, so too can I now illuminate more brilliantly.

What really is the dream then? Have I now fallen asleep? Is there true separation indeed after all? I am back on her shores, on the banks of Mother Ganga in a perceived reality. I am imbibing the totality of India, her smells, sounds, colours, life, debris, cacophony, mantra, tastes and stillness. I am revelling in the yoga, the friendship, the wholeness of a home that alights my heart and aligns me  to Truth.  I am doing this now and always. In wakefulness. In sleep. In the eternality of the Now.

I am blessed to live in Israel. In a parallel universe. The presence of which evokes the same Oneness. The parallel heartbeat, the protection of the paternal wingspan.

In this dream, I am constantly pulsating in the light of awakening. My soul is plugged into Source’s current. I am awake, alive, sleeping, dreaming. Praying. Seeking. Loving, Losing, Living. How blessed am I to be able to traverse Earth in body, to experience her in spirit. How grateful I am to call these places home. To be able to jet between Israel and India. Both are propulsions to come to the beginning of self. Both are compasses, roadmaps to Truth. Both are a reflection of the other and a mirror for my soul’s inner knowing.

I have awoken from a dream. Into the wakefulness of limitless consciousness. I am awake in the presence of the Present. Regardless of place, space and time. Stripped of identification, resting in the essence of Truth.

7 March 2014

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Posted on March 7, 2014, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Lorraine Forman

    Sheer genius! The baring of the heart of most beautiful soul. My volus.

    mama

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