A birthday wish...
As usual I awoke this morning before dawn, tip-toed down the stairs to feed the dogs so as not to awaken those still enjoying their slumber. When I arrived in the kitchen I tried not to pay too much attention to the presents heaped upon the kitchen table, nor the flowers, balloons and other items that signaled some sort of celebration was at hand. My familiar morning routine continued as I crept up the stairs to quickly shower before settling down to meditate prior to beginning my recitation of the Guru Gita. The only apparent difference this morning was the softness of my steps, as I cautioned against a premature birthday celebration that might postpone or deny me the morning ritual I have grown to love so dearly. To arise early and invoke that Sweetness in the manner we've been taught so well, cannot be matched by even the most loving and well-intended gestures of others! Thank you Baba and Gurumayi for this extraordinary gift!
This morning's Guru Gita marks the beginning of my 40th year reciting this sacred text. My condition and the condition of the book I hold in my hands (1st edition - 1972) are quite similar. Both of our appearances have changed over the years. Mine in terms of wrinkles, grey hair and failing eyesight; my dear Guru Gita in terms of small rips, tears, deep oily thumb prints straddling her spine, and yellowish faded pages! Though we both appear to the casual observer to be on the decline, we share a profound relationship that keeps us refreshed and enthusiastic. In our communion great mysteries are revealed. It appears there's more to this existence than rips and wrinkles and rumpled, faded pages.
Thank you my dear friends, family, Guru brothers and sisters for your love, blessings, gifts and good wishes on this my 67th birthday. Our Baba would remind us on his birthday that while we celebrate this day, we should not forget that another year has gone by. We should make the most of our time left on this Earth! My birthday wish is that we all continue to do just that...
This morning's Guru Gita marks the beginning of my 40th year reciting this sacred text. My condition and the condition of the book I hold in my hands (1st edition - 1972) are quite similar. Both of our appearances have changed over the years. Mine in terms of wrinkles, grey hair and failing eyesight; my dear Guru Gita in terms of small rips, tears, deep oily thumb prints straddling her spine, and yellowish faded pages! Though we both appear to the casual observer to be on the decline, we share a profound relationship that keeps us refreshed and enthusiastic. In our communion great mysteries are revealed. It appears there's more to this existence than rips and wrinkles and rumpled, faded pages.
Thank you my dear friends, family, Guru brothers and sisters for your love, blessings, gifts and good wishes on this my 67th birthday. Our Baba would remind us on his birthday that while we celebrate this day, we should not forget that another year has gone by. We should make the most of our time left on this Earth! My birthday wish is that we all continue to do just that...
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