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My journey is my own and my Guru is my guide.

The heart in which I live belongs to the Divine.

To recognize my own Self I shall dive deep within.

We know this world exists as mere illusion,

A bit of play of the light and the dark.

If I think I am my own, or that any thing is mine I am fooled.

I see you as you are. There is no other God.

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Uncoil, uncover, discover….

Unravel the layers of the Self until the ego-Self is gently peeled back

and the true Self is known.

To feel the heart beat of the divine, pounding in your chest as you.

To be unlimited.

When you were a child you spun and spun in circles

to find yourself inside of yourself.

And you laughed and laughed until you were free.

This is Kundalini Yoga.

It is the freest thing.

You, completely uncovered,

until the vibration of the cosmos is heard within your own core.

A tunnel of light will rise up and pierce all darkness, all ignorance,

and every stain that you can find within your body.

It may hurt. You may turn cold, or hot. You may cry, jump, or laugh,

as your small self shatters like an old mirror.

And then finally you will understand that you are a Mandir.

You are a Temple.