Sri Masturbananda

I wrote about Sri Tamasananda a couple months ago. Like most of these yogic names, it's a combination of a word and ananda, meaning the bliss of whatever it is. In this case, Tamasananda means the bliss of the tamas guna, generally the least liked one of all.

Today I'm thinking of another great saint, Sri Masturbananda, with his very own unspoken source of bliss. Often spending his time alone, when he does finally appear in public he's usually smiling. At least a beatific grin. The swami is also the patron saint of magazine readers everywhere.

Kundalini Splendor

How could I not link to a blog called Kundalini Splendor? That would be an impossibility. It is good to see it!

This one looks nice, poems and reflections on the spiritual journey by Dorothy Walters. I don't know her but she looks nice. (That's not her, with the beard, but that's Sri Aurobindo.)

She seems to have some perceptive abilities concerning people's auras, lights, etc. From a post today:

"Although I have often seen lights move around others (always some shade of violet or purplish/blue), these were a bit different in appearance. In an earlier workshop with Tamara, I had not seen lights, but rather had observed her features seeming to change into different faces--including several Middle Eastern males and at least one Middle Eastern female. This time it was the lights themselves which caught my attention, and, as always, I found this phenomenon both surprising and delightful. It is as though a spiritual portal is opened, and one is allowed a brief peek into the wonders of other dimensional perception."