I am lighting sandalwood incense this morning. It very soothing and calm. I am grateful for it. It is good to meditate this morning. I hope you are all enjoying this cool autumn day and are well in all aspects of your being.
This year even though it is seventh month i cannot feel any ghosts, only light. In my earlier years i could feel a haunted atmosphere and ghosts coming and going and portals to the underworld. All that has closed now.
According to heavenly law i cannot light incense or make offerings to the dead. This year i had completely forgotten it was seventh month till i walked in the park, on the way back i noticed some offerings and it jolted my memory. I can light incense to meditate though. It is strange to feel this much in the light now. The invisible barriers are there. What i am allowed to do and what i am not. I sit here thinking of dead relatives, wishing them well and being at peace. Its the least i can do.
I had the most incredible night watching Sigur Ros in Singapore for the first time. They are incredible live. I got back at nearly midnight and my brain is not working from all that amazing music. I think i haven’t slept. This is my own language. Its a prayer of protection and peace which i placed on the door grill at the start of hungry ghost month. Its the companion to the buddhas piece. They stand side by side. I just wanted the ghosts and whoever was passing our house to be protected and at peace. And if the ghosts didn’t know where to travel to, the language would help them. Stamped with my name and stamped that it was done in Spring