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I SEE YOU by Savitri Ingga Talahatu


During a rainy day at a World Peace ceremony community event...

... at Kew Beach garden in Toronto this past summer, folks from all walks life collectively offered prayers for peace to every corner of the world.

 I was sitting with two friends who were visiting from Indonesia when a simple but powerful gaze of someone's eyes reminded me of our eternal abode.  With heart opened, senses heightened, spirit and nature danced together wildly within, "I see You" was born.  

I see You
in the wise counsel of the elders
in the innocence of little children and street wisdom of the youths
in the sweet embrace and playful exchange of dear friends
in the warm sunshine touching my skin
in the soft Summer breeze playing with my long hair
in every step of Life's ecstatic dance
in each gamelan tune and echo of the gongs
in the dewy grass and crisp white sand I danced on this morning
in the wispy wild flowers swaying gracefully
in the glitters of the stars and the soft light of the moon
in the early morning sun and late night silence
in the sacred sound vibrating in my veins, rejoicing in my heart
in the depth of soul-reaching gaze of someone's eyes that reminds me of home

Through melting heart and tears of gratitude,
I see You,
Beloved.



Savitri Ingga Talahatu was born and raised in Bali to musician parents from different ethnic and religious backgrounds. She is mother to a grown son and god-mother to a beautiful 17 year old god-daughter.  Savitri has been a multi-disciplinary teacher for almost three decades, having taught in the public system in Indonesia and in Canada, at universities and community colleges, women's shelters and senior residences. She currently teaches bhakti-infused Hatha and Kundalini Yoga classes, facilitates Yoga and Wellness workshops in Toronto, and at an annual Yoga teacher-training program in Bali.  Savitri is also a life coach, holistic health practitioner, labor and post-partum doula, childbirth educator and Reiki Master. In her spare time, she plays with a gamelan ensemble since its inception in 2001. You may contact Savitri though e-mail soulsanctuary88@gmail.com Or on facebook here. 

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