Many Pilgrims to Hug those Trees

The year-end holidays bring a steady flow of pilgrims to Kauai Aadheenam. Three families from Seattle area visited for the first time and had darshan with Bodhinatha.

They all had a great time and felt like they didn’t want to leave. A lively darshan session with Bodhinatha including the children freely asking questions. They had great fun coordinating to collect water and do Narmada Lingam abhishekam.

The three families are Shobana & Anandbabu Marthi, Ramakrishna & Padmavathi, and Ramanath K Suryaprakash.

Mrs. Shobana and family were already connected because they met Bodhinatha a few years ago in Vancouver, and Shobana has been reading and re-reading the digital Master Course trilogy lessons for the past 10 years! She said it has been her dream for a long time to come here, and finally it’s a reality today.

The soothing experience of hugging a rudraksha tree. The devas love it, too.

It was tour day today, an opportunity for many guests to step into a magical and ancient tradition that most of them never suspected existed. Not in this life, anyway.

Many have been in touch with Hinduism before, and their souls catch the thread from lives ago. Here some of them meditate in Kadavul Temple.

In our lush gardens, small colorful dots in the distance mark the tour group’s movements.

A Poem From Chennai

It seems that great hearts can be inspired by the smallest of things. Sheela from Chennai wrote this poem when introduced to one of Kauai’s residents, a snail by the name of Mr. Long-Whiskers.

“Mr. Long-Whiskers
I met him today
Small though he was
He had a lot to say!
He made me think
About stuff I d usually ignore
What lies beneath the surface
Is so much, much more!

‘Weird is a point of view,’
He said,
‘Depends on where you look
You at me
Me at you
Present two different views
Both as weird or beautiful
’tis your eyes and mind that choose!
For Siva though
We are perfect
There is nothing to gain or lose!

‘The home I carry
is given to me for free
Seems like a burden though
To someone who is not me!
Fast, jerky movements
Are needed to take you places
Slow and smooth is my pace
I don t need to run races!

‘Content I am with my form
Peace comes naturally to me
Mother Nature holds me in her lap
Why don’t you join me?’ “

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