Monday Morning Musing on a Virus Pandemic

 

“This is the strangest bird I’ve seen in eight hundred years!”

~ Words spoken by the old demoness Sinhika, as she watched the SuperHero Hanuman (the Hindu Monkey God) flying over the ocean, in Ramayana: King Rama’s Way by William Buck.

Dear readers, greetings from the bird’s nest… I have just one musing this morning: This virus pandemic is the strangest news I have ever heard! I keep thinking of that quote above and wondering if anything this strange has ever occurred on this planet?

This is the strangest bird I’ve seen… ever!

How about you? Are you in quarantine, practicing social distancing? Are you doing any daily spiritual practices to calm your mind and to nourish your heart with love?

Have you ever seen such a strange bird?

With a bewildered mind,
StarFire Teja

 

Photo by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash.

 

Guided Imagery for a Pandemic

Dear readers, I wonder how each of you are doing during this very strange time… My heart goes out to any of you who might be experiencing increased anxiety…

As a spiritual helper, my duty is to happy up myself, and then to shine the light of my own happiness out to you… Last night in meditation I worked hard to calm my anxieties, and this morning during spiritual study of the Ramayana, the following guided imagery arose for me to share with you…

Please take a moment to close your eyes and notice the state of your mind and heart… Then read the guided imagery out loud in a very soft, soothing voice…

Guided Imagery for a Pandemic

Settling in now to my deepest self… Watching my in-breath and my out-breath… breathing in peace… and breathing out all worries… and bringing my awareness to my heart center… imagining the Sun shining in my heart… the Sun is witnessing all of the feelings in my heart… the bright golden Sun is now dissolving any pains with its heat…

… and bringing my awareness to my mind… seeing a Fire burning brightly in the very center of my mind… the Fire is burning up all the diseases of the mind… huge, orange, glowing flames are burning all the worries, anxieties, fears, sorrows, attachments, and desires…

… a Supreme Light of goodness is now activated in my entire being… energies of deep peace and love are vibrating in all of my 37.2 trillion cells… I am now feeling sweetly connected to Everyone and Everything… and trusting that we are all on this Divine Journey together… we are all One Love Energy… shining together with the radiance of our inner suns…

… and closing my eyes for a moment to savor this experience…

My dear ones, I pray that this visualization calms and blesses you in every way…

With so much love,
StarFire Teja

 

Image by ipicgr on Pixabay.

 

March 2020 Keywords

Dear readers,

How was February for you? Did you notice any interesting themes or shifts?

February was pretty emotional for me, because my Dad died suddenly on January 25th… So my keywords for the month were Healing and Love, and I am thinking those are good keywords to just keep intending on-going! I mean, who can’t use some steady healing and love?!

For March I’ve come up with two keywords, which are actually phrases ~

~ Hold on to mantra ~ The primary mantra I say is Om Namah Shivaya, which means I bow to Shiva, the Pure Consciousness. This month, with each painful thought or sensation, I intend to think, say, or sing Om Namah Shivaya to remind myself that I bow to the Pure Consciousness which is watching the painful thoughts and sensations. Through the mantra, I intend to connect with that Watcher, that Peace, that Pure Spirit, that Supreme Divinity.

~ Take delight in small joys ~ Even though I am enduring incredible pain over the death of my Dad, I still know how to create small moments of happiness and gratitude each day. This month I intend to focus on the small joys, such as the birds flying in the trees, my happy black coffee, glowing candles, the scents of vetiver and sandalwood, and my sweet bird theme as seen in the photo with today’s post: joyful birds on the covers of my journal and calendars! Did I mention I love birds? They bring me such cheerful delight!

How about you? Do you have a mantra or affirmation that helps you get through hard times? Are you taking delight in small joys? Do you have any keywords set to guide you this month?

Happy March to you all…

With loving intentions,
StarFire Teja

 

Monday Morning Musings on Grief (Again)

 

“The edge of the keenest sorrow wears with time and perhaps Heaven’s kindest gifts to men are sleep for the fleeting cares of the day and forgetfulness for the deep-seated injuries of the heart.”
~ C. Rajagopalachari in his Ramayana

 

Dear readers,

Does that quote resonate with you?

From where I sit with my cuppa black coffee on this rainy morning, I’m not so sure what I think about that quote. Throughout my adult life, I have experienced pretty serious grief a handful of times, and those sorrows did get better with the passing of time (and a lot of crying)… But, tomorrow marks one calendar month since my Dad died, and this grief of losing a parent is a whole new level of emotional pain that I had not experienced before. It is just terrible, and it is difficult to imagine ever feeling better.

One nice feature of this blog is the search box… Last night I typed in the word “grief” and re-read some of my own posts about grief… (And I discovered that I had already written a post with the same title as today’s post, so that’s why I added the word “Again”, smiley face!) If you or someone you know is now grieving, these posts might be helpful so I’ll put the links here ~

~ “Protection Prayer When Grieving

~ “Riding a Grief Wave Successfully

~ “Monday Morning Musings on Grief

One of the stranger aspects of grief is the shock and denial stage. Over this past month, I find that I alternate between the cushion of shock, with thoughts like, “This didn’t really happen… He couldn’t have really died…” and the pain of reality with thoughts like, “His body is buried in the Earth… we will never see him in the physical again…” With regards to this musing, I must say that I much prefer the barrier that the shock provides. When I’m in the shock, the pain softens because everything feels unreal, fuzzy, numb, and even surreal. Even though, in the back of my mind, I know that he really died, the shock makes me feel like it is all a bad dream and soon I will wake up and my Dad will be here like before…

But I am intelligent, so I know logically that he is actually gone forever from the physical realm… Grief definitely muddles the mind! Can you relate?

After my Dad died I took a few weeks off from blogging, and when I returned to my great love of blogging I didn’t know how often I would post… Well, if you’ve been following this blog then you know that I have been posting daily (this is the 11th day in a row)… And I think I need to slow down the pace, because I am feeling pretty overwhelmed. It is natural to feel easily stressed when grieving, so that is why it is recommended to be easy on yourself. Great sorrow requires great self-love and tender self-care. So, I will still be posting here, but I’m really going to try to slow down the pace! 🙂

Thank you so much for reading my musings on grief today. I hope this post is helpful to you or to someone you love.

With much, much love,
StarFire Teja

 

Photo by Gabriele Ibba on Unsplash.

 

Grief in the River of Time

“Just as in a flowing river, particles of sand and water come together for a time and are separated by the current, so are men joined and separated in this world by the flow of time.”
~ The Adhyatma Ramayana, translated by Swami Tapasyananda

 

Dear readers,

All of us human beings share in the knowledge that one day we will experience the inevitable parting in death from our loved ones… We know this truth, and yet, when our dear ones actually depart, we feel terrible pain… And then somehow we continue on, with one foot in front of the other, because we are still here among the living…

As we flow down the river of time, let us remember to appreciate all of our loved ones, because we never know when the current will separate us from them…

With deep love and painful grief,
StarFire Teja

 

Missouri River photo taken in 2011 by my brother, Gregory Hayden.