Myra/The Swami Contest!

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> Mira:

> Oh.

> Does that mean I win the swami contest now? :-)

> >>

> Dearest Mira:

>

> Of course not! That would disappoint you. But, we have a fabulous runner up

> prize for true devotees to the truth such as you. We couldn't have you win,

> because there is already a "Mother Meera" and people would confuse the two of

> you. Instead, since you were my Grandmother in a Past Life, and therefore

> related to the Swami Gloria by way of transubstantiation, you are proclaimed

> the Divine Protector of the Faith, allowing me to carry out my manifold

> duties, with fewer burdens and titles. It will be your sole function to

> identify authenticity and purity of faith, proclamations and matters veracity

> for the MahatSatsangh of Swami Gloria and Sri Zenbabji, your great Grandson

> in a prior incarnation. As a Cosmically Joined Trinity, we are like pure

> resonating tuned strings proclaiming the Next Jalpa or Divine Age. We also

> get to rest a lot.

>

> Blessings,

> Love,

>

> Zenbob

>

>

 

Dearest dearest,

 

Mira (The Myra) is also a river

in Cape Breton, of extraordinary

beauty, great feng shui,

and supreme laziness,

as in this song;

 

"Out on the Myra

On warm afternoons

Old men go fishing

With black line and spoons

And if they catch nothing

They never complain,

Oh I wish I was with them again.

 

Can you imagine

A piece of the universe

More fit for princes and kings

I'd trade you ten of your cities

For Marion bridge

And the pleasure it brings."

 

*John-Allen Cameron*

 

Is the name of this lovely river

somehow a precursory tribute to

The Divine Grand Mother?

I think so.

 

andrew