The fourth floor of the retreat centre, where I’m living at the moment has been transformed into a huge library: A number of huge book shelves containing all the books of Master EK have been shifted here – and in the first floor there is now also the office of Kulapati Editions – the other place has been closed.
Spiritual books from Master KE’s library and linen
The energy of Capricorn was very present during the evening prayer. Sri Kumar proposed that we go to the beach and enjoy there the presence of the full moon. Together with an Argentinean friend I joined a group of Spanish members who wanted to do a full moon meditation on the balcony of their apartment at the beach road. The magic spell of moon light enchanted the atmosphere – and the sounds of the night traffic along the sea seemed to fade away in the silent merging with the Capricornian ethers.
This morning we had a full moon fire ritual after the meditation. The room was crowded with the big group which had been still extended to a number of Indian brothers and sisters sitting close by close.
The ground for the fire ritual was well prepared with a mandala on white sand, and Kumari-Garu, the wife of Sri Kumar, added further decoration.
After the silence of meditation they started intonating singing Vedic hymns – Purusha Suktam, Sri Suktam and more, before the fire was lit.
While the air was filled with the mantric sounds, the flames rose higher and higher and cast beautiful devic forms into the ether:
This form reminds me of an eagle, the eagle of the spirit, ready to land on the fire place.
In the background you see the altar with the pictures of the great Masters beautifully decorated with fresh flowers.
Fascinated by the magic of he fire – the grand-daughter of Sir Kumar and Kumari with her mother
It was a very extensive ritual. Atfer about two hours the flames slowly died down and the air filled with beautiful smell when some hands of frankincense were thrown into the glowing ashes.
Kumari taking out some ashes for distribution
Afterwards some spicy rice was distributed to all as “prasad”, and people paid their homage to Sri Kumar. He smiled at me saying: “I have read all of your letter, very good.” At the arrival I had given to him a long letter with a number of observations. I felt a great relief.
