Kumba Rain Dance

Just so you know its not ALWAYS blissful on the journey. Now it’s not only raining and wet, but dark and cold. You simply can’t let that kind of consciousness creep up on you. It takes hold so easily and won’t let go. One thing is certain we haven’t come this far to sit here and shiver in the dark. Although, outer forces may seem oppressive we have conscious control of our inner awareness .

As I’m contemplating this fact, I’m inspired with vision by the Goddess of Fun and Light herself, my good friend Claudette on the other side of the world. I knew immediately what she would do in my situation. So Claude, the Kumba Mela Rain Dance is for you.

I hit the play button and Every Breath You Take comes alive from the iPod. I start to dance. Leia joins me and soon we are all on our feet dancing and singing. Next thing you know our flashlights start appearing and our dark bamboo ceiling in the jungle is transformed into the greatest disco light show In India.

We are on a groove now and move on to Born this Way, Walking on Broken Glass, and others. I’m saving the best song for last, like any good DJ and for our grand finale, the Beatles take us out with My Sweet Lord. By the time we make it to the chorus we are burning down the hut with the inner fire of Hare Krishna.

Life is what you make it. You are never a victim of your circumstances unless you choose to be. So If things seem a little gloomy where you are put on some music and get up and dance. You may just light your own inner fire of transformation.

Hare Krishna
Jude

p.s. My Sweet Lord, thanks again for the rain. As it blows against may face, I cannot tell it from these tears of joy