Sunday Shree Guru Gita chant, outdoors, in the misty morning air. The dialogue between Shiva and Parvati. Bloved and Teacher student relationship.
How is it that we are to understand the Guru Priciple?
Between the living master and the disciple.
Morning Poem by Saint Theresa of Avila:
" God stood at the shore of Himself and dove in.
How can he do things like that?
Anything goes with the Big Guy, I guess.
A divine splash happened, billions of drops were propelled into space.
I said to a drop shooting past me one night, " Where ya going, what's the hurry, slow down."
It did, and we talked for awhile, that drop and I;
some angels too came by.
There is more trafiic than you think - cruising. "
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