the inner self does not mince words, always cuts to the chase. for instance, today, moments after i am into the easy lotus posture i get these words clear and bright: shivaa, pesto, rudram.
here's the genius of the inner self. just as a seed contains the essence of a plant, its bare bone directive holds the key to a complete piece.
but i digress.
let me get back to shivaa, my sis on the spiritual path.
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Wednesday, February 3, 2010
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