The Self-Love Mantra/Mudra

Everything

we

do

touch

think

create

Achieve

in our life

emanates from us.

So whatever it is we need or want

will be come through us best

if we love ourselves more

and doubt ourselves less.

The Self Love Mantra/Mudra

is an audible or silent chant

using the fingers.

Think of the Thumb as “Myself”

for you are the Central Figure

in all that happens in your Life.

The Forefinger,

is

“My Home,”

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The Second finger,

is

“My Town,”

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The Third finger,

is

“My Work,” 

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The Fourth finger 

is

“My Life.” 

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Put the tip of your forefinger on the tip of your thumb.

Breathe in and think

“I Love Myself,”

Breathe Out and think,

“I Love My Home,” 

Put the tip of your second finger to the tip of your thumb

Breathe in and think,

“I Love Myself,”

Breathe Out and think,

“I Love My Town,”

Put the tip of your third finger to the tip of your thumb

Breathe in and think,

“I Love Myself,”

Breathe out and think,

“I Love My Work,” 

Put the tip of your little finger to the tip of your thumb.

Breathe in and think,

“I Love Myself,”

Breathe Out and think,

“I Love My Life,” 

As you Inhale Deeply,

FILL YOURSELF WITH LOVE

As you Exhale

Feel yourself sharing this love

with the surrounding body of your

home,

town

work

&

life.

These four four-letter words,

encapsulate the entire existence.

Your “work” is not only the work itself

but everyone that work touches and affects.

Even if you don’t like your work

the mantra will either help you see what you love in it

or transport you to work you truly do love.

And “Life” certainly is the Catch-All.

Nothing is excluded.

And if you live in a city

use the word ‘town’ anyway.

It is monosyllabic,

more personal

and keeps the mantra

in perfect rhythm.

In deep still slow-breath meditation

More time and visualization

can be applied to each of the four stages.

In fast meditation

such as a brisk walk,

you can tap your fingers,

and mentally chant

with every footfall.

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Its a very flexible mantra

and a very powerful one.

Filling yourself with Love

has

Astonishing Impact.

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The Hour Of The Changing Light

She teaches me

how fast it all goes,

how to savor This.

Were it not for Her

I may have spent life

not living,

only doing,

fretting and frittering

my fading hours away

in endless to-do’s

and

never

ever

ever

be.

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She makes me feel

a soft yet horribly deep sorrow

at the time I’ve lost

within the false state:

Alive, but not recognizing Life! 

The state of unreason

cultures are built upon.

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She reminds me to honor

in Sacred Devotion and Gratitude

The setting Sun,

sacred in its own right,

and all it represents:

All that Enters and gives Life,

then leaves us alone in Night,

to softly find a way back in,

to lure us into Light again.

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The cycles of Life,

of Light

of Love,

The cycles of All Creation.

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All this She Teaches

in Her sensual adieu

To the God of The Golden Orange Light,

whose Emergence and Disappearance

Form the Magic Hour

Where yin and yang kiss,

And become one another,

And the veil between

fades to naught.

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The realm of opposites join here:

Ra to Luna.

Birth to Death.

Light to Dark.

God to Man,

The hour in which we may

 whisper to Spirits,

And Spirits may whisper

Sacred Truths to us.

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She devotes Herself

to Ra’s egress

with all Her Western faces.

Her delicate, graceful fingers,

gently caressing even the last fleeting trace

of precious fading Light.

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I feel Her yearning, reaching,

even unto the last dying sunbeam.

So glorious, to see a Tree in Prayer!

So glorious to be aware!

So glorious to have Eyes that See,

 if only in shared sunsets,

in which She helps me enter,

The Sacred Awareness.

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She awakens me

through gentleness

through delicacy,

That I may see with Pure eyes.

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She lures my Awareness

 into the most subtle aspects of Her Grace

That I may recognize within myself,

all I am drawn to in Her.

In the breath, in the poise, in the fingers,

in the step, in the balance, in the motion,

in the gentleness and the delicacy,

the busy noise of mind can fade

that I may discover

even the to-do’s

are better achieved

When lost in the gentleness and grace of the doing.

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My Great Teacher,

What greater lesson could be taught,

than how to be Alive in Life?

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Magic things happen

through the Sacred Awareness,

In the Hour of the Changing Light.

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