A few weeks ago, I went hOMe. Home to Ananda Ashram - which is home on a very clear spiritual-physical dimension. But I also get this big teaching - that the proof of Ananda Ashram and our Guruji's grace is that everywhere IS home. Which is really an interesting "concept" - until (like) last night - somehow this super wonderful understanding descended beyond the "idea" of it: Everywhere is home.
Now this doesn't mean I don't like my own bat cave, lion's den...I do love to renovate a space into my own creative nook in the world. But there is now this understanding, which is just nice, that everywhere is home. For instance, lately, I seem to want be in bodies of water, swimming, and it just feels like the water is embracing me and saying, "hi love, you're home." And then I step out of the water and there's home in the grass and in the blue sky. now if only i can feel this in the corporate environment...oh wait, well, i've been in corporate environs for so long, so perhaps....ah - drat. There's nothing like a corporate environment to make me want to RUN. Which is why when people ask how I am at work, I sometimes say, "I am having a deeply spiritual experience." Which basically means, here I am in corporate america and this seat is my meditation cushion and although I want to RUN out of the room, I am sitting here plunking away at keys on a computer keyboard. And yes, sometimes, rapture descends there. Oh that is such a lie. But hey...
The thing that isn't a lie - is that at times - yes, at the desk, at work - I do get this thing called Santosha - in Sanskrit - contentment. And I like that this particular contentment I am speaking of doesn't come with the Producer/Project Manager's (my job function, which is some sort of karmic thing) constant desire to get things DONE. Of Done factors and finished projects. But over and over again, my lesson is that it's WAY more of a divine miracle if something gets Done , on time, on budget than otherwise. Like my own creative projects. Man Alive. Patience. Patience. Patience. Is key.
Really I wanted to blog about the fact that every single trip I take to Ananda Ashram results in some sort of ridiculous HUGE transformation. This recent transformation has felt volcanic. But not in that crazy spurting molten lava everywhere kind of way. It more feels like the insides are melting. The igneous rocks inside are being melted. And I have been feeling good. and then not so good. and then GOOD. and then not so good. And then GREAT. And then totally crazy. And then this thing takes over - and it stays - which I can only call, love.
I want to be able to write that this spiritual practice is so damn rewarding - but it should come with all that fine print legal copy that we spend a lot of time spinning our tails around in corporate america. You know all that legal copy that tells you that we promise you nothing, but try this product or service, it might do something for ya. Ramakrishna did say, "Do not seek illumination unless you seek it like a man whose hair is on fire seeks a pond." But man, I didn't realize that going on this path with consciousness meant that I would light my own hair on fire by sitting close to my Guru's teachings and spend so much time finding ponds to cool myself off in when all the transformation takes over.
So I don't know why I willingly, with such innocence, run to Ananda Ashram. It is such an amazing spiritual mecca, but I always, always, always know that during and after each visit that SHIT will hit the fan. But always after the mining, I get gold. I was explaining this to one of my spiritual teachers the other day, that there's all this CHANGE and transformation going on - and it's all a bit uncomfortable - but I FEEL GOOD. Strangely, I feel good. Weird. Awesome. Why is this weird? And awesome? Because this kind of molten lava experience never felt good before. And somehow right now it does.
Om AIM HRIM SHRIM LAKSHMIYAI NAMAHA
OM DUUM DURGAYE SVAHA
OM MA MA MA MA MA MA JAI MA
Again and again. Repeat. Ad infinitum.