Namaskar

This is my last morning at the ashram.  I woke for the longest, most melodic call to prayer yet, followed by the sweet call of birds and roosters.  The sky is a mottled silver with a cloudy full moon.  Hariharapura is like an ongoing lullaby of sound and song.  

Yesterday in treatment, Kiri Svedhana, I fully felt my thumb for the first time since my first MS flare up.  It was a miracle.  I never thought I'd feel my thumb again.  I got back to my apartment, fell to my knees and thanked God and the universal energies for healing me.  I was convulsing with gratitude and the release of pent up hopelessness for a full recovery.  I thanked myself for having the discernment to listen to myself when most were skeptical about my decision to come here in the first place.  I must always trust my intuition.  Discern between so many energies in the future- choose one or two -focus and flourish.  Heal.  Clare came to my room even though I'd pulled the curtains.  She understood my joy.  We cried and hugged and she kept reminding me that yes, this was real.  'You can heal!' 'I can heal!' 'We can heal!'  I am healing.  Thank You!!!!

This morning, my thumb feels like my arm used to -tight-but it has sensation.  My arm is looser-it feels so relaxed after being would up for so long that it feels slightly longer than the right.  I've lost 17 pounds that are more than compensated for with my 100 pounds of baggage to take home.  I am educated about the ongoing welfare of my body, mind, spirit and intellect.  The Dr says to try to get pregnant after two cycles.  He says we have cleared a bit over 70% of the toxins from my central channel and have revived myself and reduced inflammation in my overall system.  My creativity has flourished.  I've done 20 paintings and written the last post as a Valentine Love Poem for Hariharapura. And this blog, of course.

How can I say there is anything but Grace in the MS which has brought me to this place?  I will soon go to the river Tunga one last time to offer my gratitude.  I didn't have the balance to do tree pose on my left side before I came here.  I'm enclosing a photo from yesterday of me doing vriksasana in a flowing river with no fixed drishti.  Instead, there's a beautiful caressing of my soul from this wonderful, healing, innocent place-nature at it's best-Hariharapira....Grace.

Namaskar.