Jai Jai Jai Shri Mataji

Took a few days break, trying to balance myself and move on. Had a few tough days and some big time clearing was going on that I was not feeling well for a few days. So, took some time off to rest and relax. For the latest updates on what Shri Mataji is doing or saying, please go to www.shrimataji.org . Beautiful stories. I think I will take more breaks. Need to really balance myself and not to have ego.

No, I am not insulting any guru. Guru is the name of a Golden Retriever ( i think) and he belongs to Shri Mataji. I first met him when I went to Cabella for Shri Ganesha Puja in September 2001. The Malaysians were the first few groups to arrived and in the big pendal, there were only about 50 people staying the night. It was so cold that I have to wear 5 layers of clothing. Due to jet lag, I woke up at 3am Cabella time, which was 9am Malaysian time, and I saw Guru walking around the pendal. We called him and he came and gave us some warmth. He laid down and slept next to us. We were told that Guru has the qualities of a guru. He knows what's right and what's wrong and so often he will correct those people who made mistakes knowingly or unknowingly by barking at them. I have seen him barking at children who were running on the stage, where Shri Mataji's altar was placed. He had barked at a lady who was carrying her shoes into the pendal (which we were not allow

This year the raksha bandhan was very different from other years. The sisters will pick a brother's name from a box which is under the same age group and then go to the brother, perform the ceremony and tie the string. This way, every brother will get a rakhi and no favourites or being left out. I tied for Krishnan, Camaresan, Richard Ravi, Paramjit and Caesar, who came from Hong Kong. It was a beautiful occasion. The vibrations were just flowing and the rakhis were so cool.

A few of the yogis came last Sunday to make rakhis together for Shri Krishna Puja. Seetha brought her daughter, Nira, 3 years old. While we were making rakhis, Little Nira did her drawing and colouring. I drew a face for her and she started to colour in blue. So, without thinking, I told her, no don't use blue colour. Use skin colour, I said. She doesn't understand what I was saying, and I took out beige colour for her. Little did I realise, that the so-called skin colour is actually for oriental people and whites. Little Nira is an Indian mixed with Romanian, so her skin colour is brown. Much later I realised I was being racist, without meaning to do so. From young, I was taught to colour faces with beige colour because that is the skin colour as I was told. Although I live in Malaysia, where there are Indians and Malays, all my drawings of human beings are coloured in beige. I didn't think to colour with brown or black at all. So, Little Nira has made me r