the heaven of throwing away needless things

I threw out some stuff today. 

wow - what a cleansing.  And I've painted my room - and Svaha-ed - a thousand times over. 

Om Gam Ganeshaya Namaha.

I can even see the ghosts leaving.  It's fantastic. 

to cleanse. 

Saucha. 

the great leave-taking of the past.  awesome awesome mythology that it was.

I love the infinity of the present moment.

Such freedom.

And my orchids are still in wild bloom.

"there's so much space I could cut me a piece with some fine wine"

the mythologies of old -

how they no longer even seem interesting in the least.

and even old hankerings and desires - they seem so flat now.

someone asked me about "Passion" - of course - I said - I'm passionate about everything.  But what's even more enormous than passion is the gift of the hearing of the call.  Hearing the call.  And responding again and again and again.

my father gave me "the imitation of christ" - by tomas a kempis - and it's been blowing this mind and heart into a billion million pieces again and again.

I'm in love again and again and again and with everyone.  Even the people I find astonishingly annoying.  (I include my own ego in this "annoying" category.  I find this ego to be totally, astonishingly annoying.  but interesting, fascinating at times and I send her soo much love nonetheless..."