Blessed

Blessed is the algorithm that, out of the blue, made her appear on my screen.

Her fiery eyes, the poetry, the half-baked pot imagery, captured my attention instantly.

And her voice, her singing, let me no choice, but to sit still and listen.

 

Blessed are the days I’ve spent at Sanatan Siddhashram.

Despite a lot of things being very new to me, quickly a sense of belonging,

The epiphany of a simple home coming.

 

Blessed are the early mornings where I get to sing along and learn from her,

With delicate souls gathered from East, South, North and West,

A beautiful web she weaves with such motherly care.

 

For two years now, I’ve asked myself what is it that she does to us ?

I’ve thought about it a lot, about how she unveils, reveals, carves, polishes…

One answer came to me and this answer is :

TRUTH

Because Truth nurtures Truth only.

 

So, blessed will be whatever amount of time I will be granted to spent in her presence and under her guidance. I am forever grateful for what I already was given and bow down with profound respect and humility to her whole lineage.

 

Happy 50th birthday amazing Maa. May you sing, dance and continue guiding us towards Truth for another 50 years at least !