The golden gate is open

Parvathy Maa went to Kailash.

The Mountain called to its daughter.

Crossing the crystal-clear river,

Maa became one with the Mountain.

The Mountain is clothed in gold.

 

This is what I experienced whilst listening the Kailash Yatra's stories. This morning I woke up having dreamt that we were playing a Hungarian children’s game – slipping one by one through a gate formed by the intertwined arms of the couple in front of us, whilst singing:

Slip through, slip through, green twig,

Little green leaf,

The golden gate is open,

So slip through it.

Through it, through it,

The barn has fallen in,

The barn has fallen in,

The cat has gotten stuck.

 

Waking up to this, I realised that Maa is the golden gate. And She calls us, her disciples (green twigs, little green leaves), to abandon all our smallness (the cat) behind and slip through it. This is Guru Yoga.