The
moment of death for the body is not the completion of passage, and
so we collectively generate lighted passage for those ripped from their
lives by the waves of samsara.
(Hold that asana, generating the path and portal of lighted passage for several minutes.)
Equally we open our hearts to those who remain, living in shock, brought about by devastation that none of us can imagine or fathom. We generate the light of love in action which ripples forth as
support
tirelessness
rest and solace
organized effort
efficient implementation.
We generate the light of heart-mind, that our brothers and sisters, might be assisted in their tragedy, in their sacrifice.
(Hold this asana - generating the above listed qualities - for several minutes.)
We link together, through and in the Power of Presence itself, and acknowledge the sacrifice of this vanguard of humanity, pushing open the door of greater Reality. Because humanity is so easily confused by emotions, that which might equally draw our collective light does not. Politics mask and mar our minds. So this situation is given to all humanity through the sacrifice of so many, without the veil of political clothing, so that we might begin to see. We acknowledge, hold sacred and in the greatest light, the invocation: Lead us from darkness to light. Lead us from death to immortality. And from the unreal to the Real.
In the blazing light of the illumined heart, in the Presence of ALL THAT IS, we stand with our brothers and sisters of sacrifice in South East Asia, and add to their numbers the millions dying of HIV/AIDS in Africa, all who struggle with oppression, and say "Come up to Bethlehem - the house of bread - where are all are fed, all are sustained by the giving heart, by the mind that no longer sees difference but instead sees things differently. Come humanity into your own heart. Let tears no longer be tears of sorrow and pain but of compassion.
OM
Lastly, light a candle for the living light, alive within the survivors, and passing through the subtle realms.
loving all,
donna