Earth, mother and friends, you cross our heart. Hello, hello, hello, and welcome to the Lowly Yogi Tales and Other Stuff podcast. Welcome from the multiverse, wherever you find yourself vibrating. Attune this way, and let us have some fun. Today, join as we wander in auspicious coincidence together. Welcome, welcome back. We Lowly Yogi Tales and other stuff podcast. We're going to jump right in. I've been excited and a little nervous to read this one because it's just really fun actually. This is chapter two, Tea with the Three Lords. Here we go. Taking tea with the three lords of materialism, not a straightforward ask, Spirit Foot responded to the story of their journey to the hall of memory. She gave me, she the three muses as one, gave us this crystal and shared how the prophecy sang, how with this you would know the way, shared Santos as Rontos gave the crystal to Spiritfoot. The yogini minks gave the crystal her attention and the fractile lotus blossomed in her hand. The crystals resonated the message. Meet the lords for tea in the dream that is yet to be. That certainly clears it right up. The dream to be, show them the dream to be. This does make sense, as why would they let go of their power unless they knew what was to come brings them the fruition of all their dreams. This is going to be very interesting in every sense of the word. Teadate to be sure. Rontos. Yes, Spiritfoot? Can you let the tribe know we will be traveling by dream to the One Wood Bar? Silly prophet, thinking the three lords will settle for tea. The One Wood Bar? Ah, yes. A dream that is soon to come. It is why we wander and weave. The One Wood Bar sits at the heart of Tara's realm. The It resides within the most ancient mother tree. We are going to have fun. I don't want to spoil your experience with concepts. Let the others know that the Spirit Foot Tribe rides again. Oh yeah! Wahoo! Her foot called out with joy. We ride again into the realm of dreams Otto. As I do believe the three lords will have been waiting for our audience, and certainly this is a group of the most potent, and must be honored with our company with no further delay. Otto opened the rainbow bridge to the realm of dream, And nothing holding her every movement and intention, she stepped in. Arriving like a ballet dancer finding ground, her foot burst into rainbows as each and every member fell in at her side to take in the one would to be. Just as Spirit Foot had predicted, the three lords awaited them, sitting at the bar, cups of each lord's favorite libation filled to the brim. The chestnut brown furred prankster of a monkey sat next to the shining southern star, the master of seduction and enforcement in his most beautiful demon display, and the Dark Mother herself, Sitting in her rainbow cloud garb, one eye, one tooth, one breast. Each rose to greet Spiritfoot and her tribe, who all found their seat at the table. Their favorite libation awaiting their attention. The space crackled with the excitement of first meetings in new places. Ancient hurts of each age falling resided in these lords eyes. Each pillar lost a burden added to those of the last falling. Each lord presented with a deep and weary ache as their blood begged for the release into the new age. This was the ground the prophecy assured Spiritfoot she would find. And in the confirmation, she and her tribe took their seats to join the flow of auspicious coincidence already in play. My lady and lords, you feel in your ethers, as do I, that it is time for a new dream. I wanted to share the dream that is to come, so that you know the deep weight and potency you have held will be honored, and each of you Here. Spiritfoot dug in her pocket for her story cloth. Let me show you your thrones and roles as protectors for the being who needs no protection. Easy gig, if you ask me. The three instantly found the authentic joy in Spirit Foot and her tribe, and the drinks began to flow freely. The Dakinis, Ekajati's friends and potent reality creators, manifested each being's need to the resonance of their nature. How does this dream compare to the one you reside in presently, asks Spiritfoot. Because my tribe and I are ready to weave a new one. In the new dream, I thought you three would need to see. Actually, someone named Padma Sambhava saw this one coming and knew the need. How could your hurts let go and trust the process without seeing the end? I am here today to share with you the end that is the beginning of the new dream and the new age. Can you three let go of ownership and let the new dream weave? If it seems to be too good to be true, it is. It is my law. And yet this is all I have hoped for and imagined and really much more. As Spirit Foot showed the three their homes, their roles, and the joys of Tara's creation. I do believe I can relax into the journey to come. You will need my mantra. It is the cadence that will open my place in the ritual to come. Lucifer began to sing. Om Vajrakila Kilaya Sarva Vadam Vam Hum Peh! Sang three times. Om Vajrakila Kilaya Sarva Vadam Vam Hum Peh! Om Vajrakila Kilaya Sarva Vadam Vam Hum Peh! Ha ha, whoo, into the spotty speech and mind of Spiritfoot and her tribe. The tribe took the blessings of the Vajra Law from the Great Enforcer himself. Sun Wukong followed his friend to Bee's lead, leaving the Dark Mother to bear witness to the very end and beyond. Five hundred years in a dark cave is easy penance to find my place in a dream, empowered once again. I like it. You will need my mantra as well, as there is a triangle to unlock before the eye of the dragon. Ready? Monkey said, giving Spirit Foot a moment to settle for the next empowerment. Monkey began to sing the cadence of freedom. Om Shuri Yaksha Batali Hanuman Hung Hung Zaa He found himself enjoying the dream so much, he danced on the bar while he sang. Om Shuri Yaksha Batali Hanuman Hung Hung Zaa Monkey knew in his bones that there was something very right about his toes in the bar. He knew they would meet many times in the dream to come. Mother, most black, joined the revelry. Three into one she toasted. Let the bubbles reign supreme. Spiritfoot and her tribe, taking in the first two empowerments, readied themselves for the rest. The potency of the unseen and unheard. You will need the mantra that makes three into one. Then know, with the triangle, each point of resonance held will share with you, first, the mantra to heal me, the great black mother, in all of her wrath. And then, a second to heal the father of all his shame, with those two final mantras. You and your tribe will close the eye of the dragon. Amen. And turn the hourglass of Kronos. With these two mantras and the one I will close our tea ceremony that has no tea. With my mantra. Love flowed from the three lords and back again is all settled into the ritual which now in no way could be stopped. Ekejati sang to the one wood bar. Om Tare Tutare Ture Svaha Om Tare Tutare Ture Svaha Om Tare Tutare Ture Svaha Offering to all the gods, the dream to be began to dance and sway around them. Otto purred the safety pure, and his tribe all held the intention, that and that, all aligned within, to boldly go into the next step of their journey. The lords danced away in the rainbow lights display, taking the one wood bar with them, and leaving Spiritfoot and her tribe to dance in auspicious coincidence. Oh, how I love you, Sparefoot. There we are. Chapter 2, The Eye of the Dragon. Well, once again, if you found Auspicious Coincidence and found this lowly yogi, I thank you for joining me and listening. And may your week bring you joy, ease, and love, and many wonderful adventures. And let us just enjoy the fact that Spirit Foot is dancing in the ethers. I know I am, and certainly the spirits here with me are. Ah, ah, ah. Play us out, Monkey Max. Play us out. Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy Earth mother and friends, You cross our hearth at last. Long have we grieved, While the king of demons had his way. But no longer, no longer, It's time to dance and sing. This is the time when the golden age begins As we welcome love and peace and ease may it never cease Welcome joy and bliss in all the eyes of serpents kiss Welcome mother, welcome child, welcome body tender and mild. Welcome protection, and welcome friends. It's been a long wait, but now the golden age begins. Welcome spring, summer, and fall. Winter is Persephone's and sweetest of all. Welcome immortality. Welcome all, it's time to dance and sing, as the golden age begins. Welcome all you yogis, and we call you in. Welcome all you protectors, and we call you in. Welcome all you yogis, as the golden age begins.