Well. I realiZe I am going about it in the present tense, but the worst is over. I havent won. But my dreams dont cease happening before me. I keep havign them. It's like this hunger. Not this lottery, so what? Hey. I might discover tomorrow I'm inheriting a big kingdom or something and my mom and dad might turn out to be, oh I dont know, king and queen of hitherto-yet unknown country somewhere random.
Hey. It could happen.
By the time it comes around, I would probably be doing something glamorous like having Yoga Retreats in posh locations around Asia and have people all over the world hear about it and struggle for appointments. Not that I'm a regular. But you know what? I got my husband started on Surya Namaskar.
Been there, done that. I can totally do this. It's just about letting your higher self take over, and visualize yourself floating diagonally upward on the Padmasana. If you channel your mind properly, you might even have reached a stage where you can see a distant elephant padding slowly across the coconut grove. In other words, your mind has already transported you to God's Own Country.
You start a retreat like that, you'll have all those corporate Tatas and Birlas renounce their suits and ties and turn into totally different personalities. They'll be tanned and lean, hair all long, and they might even sport like a few plaits. They'd even wear rudraksh and beaded bracelets. If you're lucky, you might even spot a silver type trinket gleaming in the ear.
Material possessions dont matter at all. Nay. Yoga is all. They'd all say that without that snort.
You attain karmic bliss and have all those links of chain(material) pulling you along, snap you free of bondage.
Try it.
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