Mantra
So Hum
The natural mantra — the sound the breath itself makes. So on the inhale, Hum on the exhale.
Perfectionism as self-silencing — fear of being the crazy one.
Vision-channel — the work comes through her clean when she lets it.
The Painted Light — bodhisattva by brush.
The Workshop of Forms.
Her egg travels to Paro Taktsang — the Tiger's Nest — and is placed in a niche where pilgrims have been leaving things for four hundred years. She descends with only the empty cedar-lined box.
Linked to Ananya — same 17th-c. monastic century, shared wandering-lama teacher.
Starseeds and the channeled — framed as prodigious or crazy, rarely as professional.
The Sisters of this Path walk these tales of the Yoga Vāsiṣṭha: one a week, in order.
- 8Indra and AhalyāDenial → Ease · Seat 56
- 13Dāma, Vyāla and KaṭaShame → Humour · Seat 10
- 25Vītahavya and the Body in the CaveRepression → Honesty · Seat 25
- 26Bhuśuṇḍa, the Crow at the Edge of TimeSeparation → Care · Seat 5
- 29The Stone: The Stony Sheath of the SoulDenial → Ease · Seat 60
- 30Arjuna, the Incarnation of Nara-NārāyaṇaGuilt → Forgiveness · Seat 29
- 31Jīvaṭa and the Hundred RudrasSeparation → Care · Seat 44
Every tale, with its guided practice and its song, in The Sixty-Four Tales of the Supreme Yoga (two volumes, ePub).