To Tanmaya about agreement made before taking form (was spiritual tool chest)

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Tanmaya wrote:

>> ...I can trust my memory that it is the Brihadharanyaka upanishad

>> which describes the four kinds of tapas, orausterity. The fourth one

>> is to bear up (spiritually) well under painful illness.

>> Austerity is the engine of purification in our lives,>> so our soul

always finds a way to get it started.>> No doubt, we discuss our

upcoming lifetime with councilers, gurus,>> guides, and our own soul

as well, and plan the general outline, the main>> milestones, of our

drama as we wait in the greenroom. And, if we have a>> plan,

something we must accomplish in this life, it is only good art to>>

write events into the script that will challenge---and most

especially>> remind us---to do what we really came here to do.>> I

always look at every particularly delicious difficulty that arises,

to>> see if it is perhaps a loveletter from myself, addressed for me

to>> receive after entering this never-never land of forgetfulness...

>> ...As for tools, I feel that one's altar is a workbench, and every

item on>> it should be a functioning (spiritual) tool...

>> I would go further and say that the Divine Mother wants us to use

Her.>> If anything at all, She is dynamic, the all-pervading Spirit,

the>> universal Shakti---Divine Power. Power doesn't like to be left

on the>> shelf. She wants to enter every facet of our lives, and play

with us>> ,and co-create with us the birth of a new saint on this

beautiful Earth.

Dear Tanmaya,

All that you wrote inspired me, almost to the point of tears, and your

wonderful story about Maa ... it is hard to even imagine her doing

that. Then I worry, because this is not the first time I have heard

of her frail health. Yet she can still roar like a lioness.

I believe very strongly in what you said about how we consult with our

guides, councilors, gurus, and our own souls when we are in between

lifetimes. I had a visionary experience once where my guardian angel,

Charles, came and lifted me in his arms and took me to the border

where the Hall of the Akashik Records stands. I remember being held

and how comforting it felt. I remember his beautiful wings. I also

remember what he told me just before he left. He said, "I have been

with you from before all of this, and I will be waiting for you at

the end." My (paternal) grandmother met me and led me up the steps to

the open door of the Hall. She said, "You know your father never meant

to hurt you; he just didn't know what to do with his own pain." This

was very healing in terms of my relationship with my father. Then she

left.

I went into the Hall. Before me was a kind of podium on a small raised

platform. A book floated off one of the shelves and came to rest on

the top of the podium, open to a certain page. I looked at it, and I

recognized that it was my handwriting. It was in beautiful script,

beyond what I could do now, but I knew it was my writing and that it

was the agreement or promise that my soul wrote on that page just

before taking human form again. It said, "Be Love. Be Love through

Song (my music), through Vision, and through Form (my art). Be Love.

Give Love. And in Love, return to Me."

And every aspect of my whole life has been about being Love, how to go

on loving when it seems impossible, how to love what hurts me, and the

slow coming to understanding through my life that what this Loving

really meant was to see everything as Divine. Once you see something

as Divine you can never feel badly towards it (circumstance or

person), you can never want to hurt it back, you don't even feel sad

.... you just Love. I am still on this journey, and Shree Maa and

Swamiji are showing me Love from a perspective I did not have before.

 

On their site, when I read the words (paraphrase) to love something

means to respect it, to give it respectful attention, I nearly fell

off my chair. The truth of this went deep into my heart.

And when I had the joy of seeing them during their last tour, I saw

very clearly how they were the perfect embodiment of that

Respect/Love/Attention.

It still boggles my mind at times. Jai Maa , Jai Swamiji ~ Linda