November in the midst of Norway, offers it´s fare share of gloomy mondays. Waking up with my mind clouded with "what´s the point of keeping Indian hours in this part of the world, anyway", "who am I kidding", "why all these THINGS in my life" and so on. The monkey mind´s having a blast.

Couple of hours later; post Sadhana, post day twenty one of my current(heavy) forty days of meditation`and after have being called back to bed again and again by a six years old that still knows that cuddling is the most important thing on earth, life as taken over. Love has taken over, gratefulness and the embrazing sense of being real has taken over. Because only love is real.

Forgetting the worries and the maya of worldly parameters like success, money, looks and likes- love has the power to establish itself as the soul purpose in and of life. I am here, I get to cuddle and enjoy. I get to be me, with you, who are allso a faculty of me as we all are love.

What did you have for breakfast, You ask. Did you inhale it? Yes, I inhaled my son and exhaled the worries. Inhaled the scent of my morning tea and all the autumn colors of the nature outside my window and I exhaled the chatter of my ego. I inhale love and exhale the fear that gives birth to all of its contradictions.

This day is unique, a gift, a service and I will use it to uplift someone. Paying it forward. I have a yogaclass to teach in two hours. Love will be the theme; "Kriya for prana and apana", it´s subject.

Listening to MC Yogi`s; "Only love is real" i pick out some autumn roses from the balcony garden. I will use them for the decoration in the middle of our mats witch i lay out in a ring to gather the energy of our harts.

Want some of this?

Cuddle your friends and family, human and animals.

Find a Kundalini Yoga teacher.

And thereby open your heart.

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Gjøvik November 2.nd 2015