Living by the temple for over two years now I have gotten very comfortable being there and relaxed. Especially in the past 6 months with no real important people coming, just going about life... I mean there was one day when I wore my P.J. bottoms when I went for dinner there. Coming home from school directly to the temple is one thing, I mean I dress if not nice, respectable for school. There are times though when I would go directly to the barn from the temple and sit in the temple in my dirt covered jeans, slobber, (Thanks to Mac the huge grey gelding who has made his life's goal to lick me up) hay in my hair. Yeah kinda gross but I would just waltz into the temple, I mean I've said it's like my home there, but I was getting to comfortable. After Bhakta Swami left its like I just snapped out of a dream and was like "Hey! what am I doing?!" and now I am braiding my hair nicely, carefully applying my bindi, making sure I was wearing a sari, salvaar, and at least nice skirt. Now when I go I feel much better.
When I was at Gurukul in 2008, the summer, we would wake up, take bath and get ready helping each other, go to temple for meditation, then go about our classes with a few juice breaks, and school would let out at 4:30. We would play games, read, hang out in the dorms or what not and at 6:00 get ready to go to the temple washing up, changing into nice, white clothing instead of regular everyday clothes.... That time was so nice, brushing away the day and making the temple a truly sacred place. But I had forgotten and was taking advantage of it. But now I am making it sacred again and even though it's work to retie my sari, wash my face and redo my hair, it's really nice sort of liking checking in with myself at the end, or middle of a long day.
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