Mother and Swamiji-- recollections of one Chandi

[Guest guest]

Our portable sacred fire "pit" made of copper rode in the trunk of one of

several cars

headed toward an isolated beach south of Santa Cruz. We were jubilant, expecting

shortly

to chant Chandi with Mother and Swamiji on the sands of the Pacific Ocean.

Arriving, we

carried wood, copper fire pit, all articles of sadhana, and prasad across the

sands on this

foggy, wind-swept day. Swamiji led us in this exhuberant recitation, and at the

completion

of our chanting we all sat quietly as ocean, wind and sand rallied a call of

appreciation for

coming to share Chandi with our dear Gurus. We slid 2 x 4;s under the redhot

fire pit,

lifted, carrying it to the waves we lowered it and allowed the roiling waters to

swallow a

small offering. 1986 Gautamanada