Meowsings from Hamsa Bandit Spanda Katikas, the cat on the (yoga) mat

Today was another exciting day for me as I learnt more about Puja. I love Puja because I get to toss flowers and petals and Durgananda doesn’t reprimand me for it. For those of you who don’t know, Puja is a form of worship, where you say mantras, wave lights and make offerings – flowers, food, other objects – to a deity of your choice in order to invoke their grace and receive blessings. Today
A strange and upsetting thing happened to me in February and I am only now able to tell you about it. Durgananda and Natji went on retreat to Ganeshpuri in India and left me behind. Ganeshpuri is a small town about 2 hours out of Mumbai and is the heart of our yoga lineage.  Durgananada says that visiting there is like bathing in a deep pool of shakti. It restores you in a way that
Last night was Shiva Process night at the Maribyrnong Centre for Yoga and Meditation. I didn’t want to go. I was all curled up on the bed and feeling very warm, and very lazy. I had had a very hard day, exploring the outer terrain of the Maribyrnong Centre and the local comings and goings. Durgananda asked me if I was coming to the group and I just rolled over and ignored her. I know
I’ve noticed that Durgananda wears a lot of orange. She has a fabulous orange shawl with dangly bits on it that I love to chase and chew on. When she’s not wearing the shawl and I can find it, I try to rip the dangly bits off. I know I’ll get in trouble for this, but it is too much fun to resist. I used to think Durgananda wore orange because she likes the colour
Yesterday evening Durgananda went out and left me behind! Can you believe that? She said she had to go to Satsang and it wasn’t an appropriate place for cats. I thought “that is ridiculous, I can go wherever she is going and Satsang is definitely something I would like to attend”. After all, I am very good at sitting and singing and I’ve heard that there is great chanting at Satsang. I tried very hard

  Swami-Durgananda