TO LOVE...
They started meeting everyday. Each meeting was a greater happiness, a beautiful waking, which was surrealy dreamy. But Sati had stopped wondering if the dream had indeed come true.
She liked this dreamality. And so, another year passed in love and happiness. She would often ask Him things about spirituality, and hear His answers out with rapt attention.
“Tell me Shiva, what is the whole world play about? What is God, what is consciousness and what is its play?”
“In the beginning was only The One.
And He thought may I be two, may I be many.
To love, and to be loved.
And so the universe came into being.
( SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.)
She liked this dreamality. And so, another year passed in love and happiness. She would often ask Him things about spirituality, and hear His answers out with rapt attention.
“Tell me Shiva, what is the whole world play about? What is God, what is consciousness and what is its play?”
“In the beginning was only The One.
And He thought may I be two, may I be many.
To love, and to be loved.
And so the universe came into being.
( SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.)
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