Serenity Prayer in the Temazcal. ´08´23

Karmik, Temazcal & Elisabeth Haich

Sunday, 27th of August, 2023

New moon, a new cycle begins. My period just ended. I Am that I Am.

It’s been a while since I allowed myself to write. So much is happening, my life is changing at a rapid pace, and I am discovering things at an exponential rate. There simply hasn’t been time to write about it all.

Today is Sunday. It started with an Inipi after a very restful night.

I am so grateful for the gift of Temazcal. 

photography @Margaret.madeleine

It revealed so many secrets about the universe, treating me with love and tenderness. 

To all my ancestors and all beings present during the ceremony, I thank you for your wisdom and for allowing me to witness this process. Bienvenidas, abuelitas.

I particularly enjoyed my time in maloca, where I was reading Yoga and Health by Selvarajan Yesudian and Elisabeth Haich, and practicing Yogic breathing.

How marvelous it is to get to know my own body. 

Finally, after so many years, I am learning to focus on my breath, improving circulation, and absorbing prana, chi, neutrinos—the life force that animates the universe.

I am calm, calmer and calmer every day. 

My body is undergoing an amazing transformation, and so is my consciousness. I am rediscovering and remembering Yoga, and I understand how crucial it is for my evolution. 

I am giving it more and more time and attention. 

It is becoming my second nature.

Gratitude to My Teachers

Thank you to all the amazing teachers on my journey: William Lopez, Vishnu Swasthiyoga from Doha, Viridiana Calvo, Sophie Clyde, Charlotte Kelberine, Delia Boue, Suzie Bath, Gösta and Patrick from Svaha Yoga and countless others.

Thank you to Elisabeth Haich, Selvarajan Yesudian, Master Imram, Paramahansa Yogananda, Sri Yukteswar Giri, Lahiri Mahasaya, Lord Krishna, and Jesus Christ.

Thank you to Lord Shiva, the giver of Kriya Yoga to humanity****.

Thank you to Lalita Gayatri, Divine Mother, and to all the teachers I may not have mentioned. 

I feel so lucky and safe knowing that I have you all by my side. What a privilege to follow the breadcrumbs of God on my way home.

I trust myself more and more every day, and my path reveals itself in greater clarity. I don’t know where I am going, but I know exactly how to get there. Silence and patience are the keys.

The Path of Human Design

There is one path that seems extremely important at this moment—Human Design.

It first appeared in my life in 2015 in Ibiza, but I walked the other way. Now, somehow, it has found its way back to me, and I am truly fascinated, in full admiration and awe, and excited for the journey ahead.

The Jovian Archive is a rabbit hole, and I am immersing myself in it with pure pleasure. I must restrain myself from watching it all the time, but I have already learned so much about myself and Lila, and I intend to continue my studies so I can navigate my fabulous avatar—my body—in the best possible way.

I bow to the wisdom of this system. When I watched Ra Uru Hu tell his story about his encounter with The Voice, I could not help but wonder: Is it an accident that I live on Ibiza? That my own story, up to this point, is just as remarkable in its own way? Time will tell.

Thank you, Ra Uru Hu, for devoting your life to these teachings and for allowing me to learn at such a rapid pace. You have saved me years of mistakes, and I am grateful beyond measure. And to The Voice—the Voice of the Silence—I bow.

I keep forgetting that I was supposed to read The Voice of the Silence by Helena Petrovna Blavatsky, also known as Madame Blavatsky. So many books call for my attention. I am doing my best to keep up with the demands of my truly remarkable, unique mind.

I am reading Naval Ravikant, Yoga, and Human Design, and though I would rather focus on one book, my mind is stubborn.

Listening to My Body

My beloved body, thank you for facilitating this extraordinary journey. The more I listen to you, the better I feel. Yet, I still know nothing. You are truly amazing.

I ate what you told me to, yet it's almost 10 p.m. and I feel hunger. My mouth is taped, ready to sleep, but I am not sure—should I sleep, or continue to write? It is a new moon, my cycle has just begun, so I might as well set intentions for this new lunar month. Or maybe not? These days, I am unsure of anything.

Living the Dream

Thank you, God, for allowing me to live this extraordinary day, where I felt complete, happy, and fulfilled. I truly can't comprehend how I deserved such grace—to spend my time exactly as I dreamed:

• Reading in the temazcal

• Meditating

• Practicing yoga

• Being cared for

• Feeling loved

There is no end to my gratitude.

I am planning to go to Sochi on the 10th of September for 10 days with my Master, Imram Kriya, to go deeper into my Kriya practice.

Dear God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.