As we grow old, we become wiser but more logical. However in life the most relevant things are the ones that cannot be understood by ones intellect. As a parent to a now 4 year old, i experience the beauty of the unknown with every passing day.
The devotion that this beautiful soul has is unfathomable. We can only see some glimpses of its depth if we are aware and totally present.
The eyes shine so bright and are so deep diving in devotion, it is completely unmistakable.
The divine works in mysterious ways, one just has to be totally available and surrender to the highest force with complete innocence.
The conviction and faith my little one had manifested itself in the Maha Ashtami satsang.
The communication that happens with words is very shallow and superficial. But the communication that happened between Pranavi and Gurudev was completely heart to heart.
No words were being used, but hearts were united.
There was so much physical distance but the souls were merged.
When a drop meets the ocean, it loses its identity but becomes the ocean. No two remains. It loses itself but there is no lack, there is only abundance.
Similarly when a devotee and divine meet, the devotee doesn't remain, there is only divinity everywhere.
The world cheered as a witness to this amazing union where what remained was only love.
They say the soul chooses its parents, I feel beyond blessed to be chosen by this beautiful soul. Today I remember that during my entire pregnancy, I only wished for a devotee soul to come to my womb and every passing day I am a witness to this utmost devotion which is so raw and pure, it is not conditioned by the worldly norms. The devotion that drives this life and makes it all worthwhile.
I remember Gurudev shared once that a devotee is Antevasi - one who stays in the heart of the master. Being there and seeing it raw is a reminder that there is no other better place to live.
