there must be an earthquake away down deep inside me, because my rivers have stopped flowing & great cracks have appeared in the distant landscape. i must proceed carefully: no need to note the damage. it is meant be be a wake-up call to get my full attention. what has the earthquake released from its secret holding, cloistered in the far interior depths? what now slowly steps from the crumbled rubble? where is that light coming from? what is that subtle sweetness, that fragrance whose dear scent is imbued with the invitation to come closer? something living & good is calling for attention. i, who am a cluster of conditioned thoughts wanting to be more, draw near the One who is emerging from within. the earthquake declares His advent as He comes forth. He is Shiva, from whom my core atmic essence rises. it has taken an earthquake to shake me awake, & i am here, Shiva, yearning to be as nameless, faceless & clear as the air itself. guide me, that the heart may radiate blessing & healing to all earthly life. om namah Shivaya!