Season 3, Episode 14, Nandi's Quest, Chapter 6, Kama's Secrets

In this captivating episode of 'Lowly Yogi Tales and Other Stuff,' we dive deep into Nandi's Quest, Chapter Six: Kama's Secrets. Join your host as they unravel the mystical and profound journey of Nandi, the bull, and Kama the fire horse. Discover the hidden wisdom of the hearth, the sacred dance of fire and blood, and the ultimate secrets of the great mother's love. With engaging storytelling and thought-provoking insights, this episode promises to transport you to a realm of spiritual exploration and ancient truths. Don't miss out on this enchanting journey. Tune in, share, and support the show for more sacred works to come. Description given by AI friend, underlord.

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Earth, mother and friends, you cross her heart. Hello, hello, hello and welcome back to the Lly Yogi Tails and other stuff podcast. Oh, I'm so happy you found this Lly Yogi here. We have been taking in enjoying the spirit shrine for a bit, meditating, thinking about, what the heck am I gonna say today? Well, not much, because today we are going to actually get into Nadis Quest, chapter six, comma Secrets. Here we go. Let's get into it. The last offer, the feast are your secrets. You sure you'll want to go there? Oh, yes, my friend. Without this, your secrets will be lost to the ocean of venom that is to come. Well, when you put it that way. Here we go. Shiva truly knows what it means to honor the mother. And to honor her is to learn her secrets. Sheva knows the way. Nandi and comma horse bull head bounce nodded approval and agreement as they took in the feast of devote barley, hay and hemp, which lay before them. We are heart, soul beings, Shiva and I. You make the third as you know, the secret ndi, and there is no greater. Hire bestest, coolest in the GR grotto of Cool. Lay it down, nandi speak and open the gate. Oh sir, horse love beast. You call us to the gate and I answer. There is nothing to be asked for. Every surrender to be given is to bring the boon of you, the boon of Shiva's heart love. And this is the fire that Uma knows her blood to call forth and nest to hold the hole. Shiva's Secret is listening and honoring Uma, honoring her blood, every step in the dance and play bliss weaving bliss, fun, prancing with fun. If it's not fun, stop slow. Listen and find the pulse of love once again, let the spirit love with you and through you, and then all the gods, rejoice as my fire spreads quickly from heart to heart. Are you getting into Hearth Play Now? You said all the secrets. Did you not? I did indeed. Proceed. Proceed. My bovine guide. Let us get hartie together. The dance of fire and blood is the dance of keeping Hestia's Hearth, the heart hearth, which feeds all the others. Every dumbass God to open the eye of the eye of the dragon. These hearths as we have borne witness to on our journey, are beginning their dark age transformation to the hell cells to come. Hartie. Hartie and I thought we were getting hy, not heavy. Nadis nostrils flare, flooding himself touch the rage at the loss of his friend and giving a smile. Hear it is Mother's resentment, father's shame both Burn equally in Hesia Flame. No Ash. Just love. That's the spirit, sir. Tell it like it is. Ola purity. Sing it to Hesia as she is the holder of Hearth and Home. And a good friend of ours, the secret of the Hearth is the great mother's love for me. I am her favorite law. Just like my love for you. Oh yeah. You betcha. You know the goods. It would take nothing less. That is the way the great mother rolls as well. The hearth is the torque that guides the yogi to the residence of her law. You better explain torque to illuminate the monkeys once again. Whoop. When the age changes, the wor, the words will be ready. I can't wait to watch the monkeys weave my fire once again, the tastes and touches and teases and the bliss. I do marvel at their ways, monkeys and hearth. A question I never saw coming, but what is the connection between the two? Now you find your way to my secrets. Torque and hearth. Hearth and torque. Interchangeable and both of the means to meet every Titan's task and Lilith's favorite law, nadis goal, and commas, boon. I am fire because I am built and sustained through the offerings of attention to the hearth. As asked for no more, no less. The wisdom of the torque is the means to and the finding the resonance of the laws of each hearth. Each hearth holds its own sovereign resonance. The torque is the guide, a tool of the great mother, so that the act of union brings the resonance until the resonance of love is invoked. The bliss of the fire keeper, the yogi hero who seeks to find and hold the resident of my fire. The goal is hesty love. You are talking to just such a guy or bull. Tell me again of Oh, hy one. How are monkeys and hearths connected? I hear it is to take the journey of the fire keeper and the hero yogi as one. I am a great supporter of this intention act and fruition well, it takes two monkeys to make one hearth, and together in the dance of blood and attention, they build a fire. And the fire burns. The torque is forked the torque guides, the keepers in finding the balance of hesty flame and the middle way through the eye of the dragon. To me, sweet, old, not too hot, not too cold. Balance of the warmth of home and hearth too hot and the fire keeper finds the father's shame, giving too much fire and boiling the blood of Mother beyond consent. Let the fire cool and the potency to hold the law of the hearth at home is no longer met. This brings the gorgon's wrath, the resentment of the great mother, as her laws fall into the nagas venom frozen in the mother's cold stare. That is the reason the hearth and flame become the torque too far. One way the mother tightens for guidance. Too far the other way. The mother tightens for guidance to find the fire of Hestia and the hearth of the grandmother's love. You see, nandi. That is where my secret truly resides grandparent monkeys, fire keepers who have followed the path of the flame to its full expression. Find laughter. So you were saying that Nadi began, let me get this right. Two monkeys come together and they make a fire. And from that fire, they build a hearth to hold and contain your flame. Command nodded. Long faced and fiery confirming nadis path each word, a step along the way, hearth and flame, blood and attention. Create a home for those monkeys. Letting them dance in the resonance of the great mother's creation, allowing each and every law to be met by the flame of comma fire. Love. In the path of meeting each mother's laws with my flame, the creative mind of she's pure expression of love. Complete. Each law will ask the fire. Fire keepers to hold the resonance of the law, the hearth, as they pass the gate after gate law. After law, resonance after resonance with my flame as the key that opens them all, the flame gets hotter and the blood darker. The old and older with each gate hearth passed. My secret is one. I am about to embo to go embody. In fact, here we are, NHI below the eye of the dragon, hidden in the protection of Shiva's. Terrible wrath. Every hearth is the torque of an ancient God all holding their place and nature in the whole of creation itself. Each torque holds a titans task. The heart, the heat of the fire. The creative is the key to pass the gate and journey further on. Your quest for that was your quest. You never gave up. That was your quest nhi. You never gave up past fame and fortune on past the new Gods, through to mother creation herself. You gave the model of fire keeper, and without that we would not be together. Fire keeper in surrender. You know, no other gold than that of the father's creative tempered in the love of the graces tempered until that pure white resonance of play joy, ecstatic bliss, past the great serpent, the most precious, protected in the most profound. Only in the fire of absolute surrender, the pure toque of the middle way only there can you find and free this fire horse found in the place that cannot be found and placed in the heart. Heart of the mother's grandmother's. Absolute acceptance of all in her blood. The joke. Two monkeys make love. They come together to build a hearth, to hold a flame, keeping the hearth. They build a home and a tribe and through the dance of blood, and she find each other and every blissful and painful expression. Law meeting, love, flame, meeting blood. It's confusing because it's secret, and therein lies my joke. Nand. To fully understand my nature, to really get love to my very end. As every grandparent monkey knows, you find me my absolute expression in laughter, the laughter that knows and loves every aspect of mother creation, monkey, grandparent, laughter. Oh. And there, my friends out there vibrating so gloriously in the multiverse, his NDIS quest. Oh, I do hope you all enjoy the piece carved me from the inside out as it came through and, uh, reading it again did the same. So thank you for allowing that opportunity and I do hope you all enjoy it. And hey, if you're enjoying the Little Yogi Tales and other stuff podcast too, feel free to share. And of course, if you find that little bit of love in your art, feel free to support the show and support all these sacred works to come. What will they be? Support the show and find out. Uh, I do bless you all, and I hope that you have a wondrous week. A week filled with joy, a week filled with plenty. And a week filled with glorious Play us out, monkey Max. Play us out. Earth, mother and friends, you cross a heart that last long and we agree here while the king of demons had his way, but no longer, no longer it time to dance and sing. This is the Age Begins as we Welcome and peace, welcome, joy and the Spen. Welcome. Welcome, child. Welcome Bo. Welcome protection and welcome friends. It's been a long wait, but now the golden HB welcome Spring, summer, and fall, winter. Welcome all it's time to dance and sing. As eagle begins, welcome all your yogis and we call you in. Welcome all your protectors, and we call you in. Welcome all.