Season 3, Ep. 9 Nandi's Quest chapter 1, The News

In this episode of Lowly Yogi Tales and Other Stuff, we dive into the first chapter of Nandi's Quest. Our host introduces us to an intense and emotional journey filled with cosmic drama, ancient rituals, and divine wrath. Nandi, learning the shocking news of his best friend's transformation into a fire horse named Kama, confronts the gods and sets out on a challenging quest. Ganesha, bearing the three stones of the fallen Graces, seeks Nandi's aid to restore balance. As the gods face the consequences of their actions, Nandi prepares for a journey that will shape the age to come. Description given by AI friend, underlord.

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Earth, mother and friends, you cross our heart. Hello, hello, hello, and welcome to Lowly Yogi Tales and Other Stuff podcast. Oh, I'm so happy you found this, Lowly Yogi. Wherever you find yourself vibrating out there in that multiverse, attune this way. Let's have some fun together. Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes. Taking that step into the great love of Nandi. Ah. Now this one jumps right in. Nandi's quest came through very fast. In fact, I had to borrow a pen at the coffee shop I was at because the words started flowing. As did the tears, as I recall. So it jumps right in. And then it gets going. And, uh, Yeah, I'm just gonna start. Nandi's quest. Gone? You can't be serious. No. You're full of it. That's my best friend you're talking about. What the? Oh, I want to tear the world apart. They opened the eye and Kama needs a guide to the great stables of Oceanus. Oh, I'm gonna smash their homes. The Kraken already did. Well, what's done is done. Chapter 1. The News. You were telling me every spirit in the house told them no. Please, do not drop the gourd of ashes, and they did it anyway? With joy, ease, and a confidence that would have made you want to gourd them for their insolence and disrespect of your friend? Not in these nostrils flared in fear. through large undulous globs as he cleared his pathways in rage. I told them. Shiva told them. It could not have been stated more clearly. The eye of the dragon stays closed until the end of days, and the ritual is performed, offering all unto all. This is far too early, and without Kama, the wait will be unbearable. I might just keep that fire horse company in the stables and sit this age out. Now that his third eye is open, she will have no need for his ride. You say Kama is a fire horse now. What precisely does that mean? Be in good grace that you were not there, though that reminds me, the graces did not fare well in the blast. They, too, will be a part of their quest I am here to make of you. Ganesha felt sure that Nandi might take his head again, just as his father had done, and smiled the surrender needed to meet and move Nandi's just fire. Gentleness, nurturing, and the milk of the mother's love has done these new gods no service. My lord always said that the mother's wrath is the most effective teacher. Now they have asked for that wrath, and as far as I know, there's no way to take that ask back. Those greedy, again, so many words and none of them matter. They don't even know what they did, comma gone. Fire horse, huh? So, not gone, but, will he be the friend I know? Kama always brings laughter, and if you will let him, a static bliss, and with the help of the three graces, plenty joy and glorious, fires of bliss to dance through all of mother's creation. What were you saying about the graces? Things which seem not to be able to get worse, did. As Ganesha shared with his friend and his father's familiar three rough hewn stones. Nandi took in the three stones and asked, May I know why you are showing me these three stones? Ganesha sighed. Deeper surrender. I am gifting you these stones as they are the Grace's three. Non these eyes flared fire of a harm not fully grasped ran through and rippled his potent frame and rage a moment I must rage I will return to hear the rest but must release before I harm any being I love. Nandi flew into the channels of mind to see each and every detail for himself. As the eye of the dragon opened, Shiva's terrible wrath found its way to the richest resources. As a fire must be fed, first the graces three to their hearts taking, burning all until only three cold stones remained of plenty, joy, and glorious. Leaving hope and fear in their wake. Nandi watched the dog of hope and the wolf of fear roam free in the channels of mind. Moving to make wounds and then feeding to pay the debts of the mother's law. These are the graces, and the thirty three asked me to bring them to you, so that you might find the firehorse. Nandi raised his gaze to these last words. I'm sorry. Did you say, find a firehorse? This is not how I saw things going when I woke up. It's just no fun at all. Nandi stared down the elephant headed holder of Kama's tempered bliss. He was my friend too. I am in shock and grieving. How could they? I am still having to wrap my nature around the change, and I have to tell his best friend to please Somehow, fix this mess. The recicitude of friendship held, and Nandi settled his attention to here. Really here, Ganesha. As he knew, the answers would be hidden within. No god can touch karma. We were all shocked to the core as we watched a hug turn the God of Light to the God of Ash at Kama's feet. Then he opened his mouth to apologize and dissolved Dawn into a gaping hole left by a potent breath of fire, which Kama had just discovered, and he noted all he could do was destroy, and that he had no means to stop it in our presence. This is when he ran from us. As you might imagine, none of us had a bit of motivation to follow Kama. I could only think of you, his best friend, Nandi. Nandi will know what to do. I know it is a lot of pressure and may even just be hope without truth, and I came to you. Thank you for not hurting me. I'm scared and just want to cry. The being that taught me to love is untouchable to me. There's no greater pain than to lose the touch of love. I see. Is there more? Can you ask Kamo what might be done for the Graces? Again, none of us know what to do. Of course you don't. You didn't stop them. Oh, please tell me you were not a part of this madness. No, no, and three times no. The pillar fell, and as it crumbled, events felt unstoppable. Let me get things clear. And make sure there's no more news fit to share. My best friend is a fire horse on the run. The seas of shame and resentment are boiling. A creative pillar of Shiva's terrible wrath, now that his third eye is open, and the eye of the dragon. His third eye now boils the seas. Ho ho ho ho! Ah, the life of the sea must be loving that for sure. They are not. They are suffering profoundly already. You gods and your wills. That was a joke. There's no way you can make being boiled alive fun. The graces are gone, and you have come to me to find the answers. That about sums it up. You know the answer is that the age must come to its fruition of its own accord. Ready yourself for dark times ahead. Give me the graces and I will ready myself for travel. There is a fire horse that will need a bull's company as we settle and await the changing of the ages. Please scold each new god for me and take their toll and shame for this selfish act. Let them know I gave each of them the grace that these stones could not in doing them no harm. Ganesha offered the surrender to meet and move the fire which was his debt in the hole. The rest he left for each and every god to feel as a reminder of their choice until the ages turned and the law of the mother's final boon was met. Nandi returned to Ganesha's field thanked him for the potent fire. It will help me, as auspicious coincidence always demands a debt paid and a surrender given to move forward. The bull was ready for travel, each and every potency of his master available to him, yet free to move and change with ease. Rippling simplicity, one satchel with the three graces held in love resting across his back. I will find my friend. Extend our invitation to the stables of Oceanus. For your sake, as well as for the sake of all creation, I do hope Kama will have the answers as to help restore the Graces 3. Thank you for your gentleness, Nandi. Thank you for taking the journey. Only my friend Kama's thanks matters. I will find a way to make this right again, were Nandi's final words as he began his quest. Nandi settled and joined with his master, and he held his mind to see how Shiva held a terrible wrath, enforcing the mother's laws. He cannot help me now. I must free my great lord from this mistaken fire. May Kama guide my way. Nandi held and attuned to his friend. So many memories came forward and instantly Nandi knew the way to his friend's domain. Chapter 1 Nandi's Quest, The News. I do hope you all enjoyed it. Next week we'll be reading chapter 2, Memories of Friendship. Thank you all for finding this lowly yogi here. If you are enjoying these tales, please share the word, let these stories find new homes and new minds. And I do hope you all have a glorious week, a week filled with grace, the three graces. May you have a week filled with plenty. May you have a week filled with joy. And may you have a week filled with glorious. Play us out, Monkey Max. Play us out. 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 Bodhi, Tinder, and Mile. 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.