Laughing Yoginis

I gave you a mala a while ago, a very special mala. But I never told you I gave you a hungry mala. It's as hungry as your little angel. Don't forget it wants to be fed a nice diet of mantra just as often.

Sometimes that happens. Friends grow and change and move on, and forget to say goodbye. And sometimes that is the best thing that could happen. They spread their wings and fly and find themselves in a new land, a new space, with new commiments. And it is too late to look back, to smile and wave and say they landed on their feet just fine. Sometimes I pause for a moment, and I smile and pray their paths are easy and rewarding. And I pray his is too. May he land gently and firmly on the path he seeks.

You are just as much a teacher as you are a friend. Although you are just a Dharma youngling, I learn so much from you and your patience. Thank you.