"there are galaxies swirling in Your eyebrows," she remarks teasingly to Shiva, Who blesses her with His acceptance. she elaborates, "we are everywhere, like space. we blend in telepathic rapport & communion, which is dimensionless & beyond measurement. we are formless pure consciousness." she continues: "eyebrows & galaxies are artifacts of the physical plane, temporary & changing with time." she glances at Shiva & is encouraged to go on when He smiles invitingly. "both eyebrows & galaxies also have pleasing curves whose beauty hints at sattvic energy," she says, drawing a deep breath. "& they both are made of many smaller parts that constitute the whole." "i'm claiming that seeing galaxies swirling in Your eyebrows is like saying, 'You Who are formless & cosmic are also approachable here on the limited level of the physical plane.'" she nods for emphasis. "seeking You & communing with You places me in that auspicious cosmic curve too—that sattvic smile—& is like being bathed in blessings." she shyly continues, "Shiva, You radiate such sweet sattvic energy that complete good will & loving responsiveness is very natural in Your presence." she winks at Him with a smile. "& You draw the playfulness out with the warm magnetism of Your acceptance." Shiva chuckles & winks back. "if eyebrows & galaxies are so closely connected," He remarks, "you can be sure, with the right effort, to reveal that all is truly one down at the deep taproot." "You mean," she says, "that i am You & You are me & we are all together?" she grins, "you got it!" Shiva laughs, "now let's go have fun in maya's marvelous mesmerizing drama of the day!" so it goes, continues & ever begins yet again. om namah Shivaya!
i am not meant to fit in or conform. i am made for the part of independent observer & outsider, watcher & listener. the body can no longer assert ties to my guardianship, for Shiva invites me to withdraw my vigilance over the body's condition & to release it to its natural process. i do. i release the body to its fate. i focus instead on Shiva: knowing Shiva, breathing Shiva, seeing, tasting, smelling & touching Shiva. i plunge deep into Shiva & take full refuge in Shiva, that i may live truly in Him, for i know that my home is not here. Shiva, hear my lament! or maybe it's a rallying cry for the forces of light to shine out ever more brightly & vividly. Shiva, hear my lament! or perhaps it's the dying cry of the ego as it exhausts the vasanas of the mind in weariness. Shiva, hear me in my loss & confusion & have compassion for this slowness & ignorance. hold me tightly as the ties to the world dissolve in the natural process of this transformation & flux. life is eternal; awareness is cosmic; words rest in the light of sudden pure direct knowing, & pieces & parts are one with the whole.