Tuesday, 4 November 2025

Journal 5.11.2025 12.29 pm meeting Riddhi was fun

Dear Journal,
There is a slight nip in the weather so much so that I don't need the fan.
I woke up from a dream where I saw Raj and Nai. They were saying something or the other to me. I woke up around 6.30 and by 7 I was on my yoga mat.
The swarms of mosquitoes made practice challenging. Nevertheless, I felt viscerally lighter after my session. I came home, did shavasana and my morning routine and then Riddhi came home.
She is so jovial. She lost her father some time ago and I really love and admire her spirit! She is such a dilkhush hasmukh girl.
Yesterday Ma and me went to See Dhi's place and we studied the Causality of Victory in Life.
Firstly, the effects in the present reflect the causes in the past and the effects in the future will be determined by our causes in the present. My greatest takeback from the study was that we should not bemoan our fate and remain aghast at the causes we've made in the past. With a future-forward perspective we must learn to sow the seeds of good causes in the present.
It was a good study. I walked back home with Ma and bought popcorn on the way. Ma went to the kaikan early in the morning.
I am learning to chant more vibrant daimoku. I am a work in progress.
Last night I pored into Judas. I'm learning so much about the Jews of Israel....
I'm feeling a little lackadaisical, don't feel like working, but work I must. So after my tea I'll set down and get lunch in between.
I missed De Jh's call yesterday.  I'll call him today.
I am feeling:
A slight heaviness in my head. Need to go to the dentist.
Happy
Loving
Full of love
Pretty
I am grateful for yoga.
I am grateful that I get to pray and chant.
I am grateful that I had a fun meet with Riddhi.
I am grateful for food, shelter and money.
I am grateful for friends.
I am grateful for my parents, brother and Sadhya.
I am grateful for books.
I am grateful for God's infinite love, Grace and blessings on my life.
I am wearing a baby pink t shirt with my corduroy dungarees.
Love,
Me.
12.44 pm

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