|Be yourself. Everyone else is taken.|
Sometimes when my guru reaches out to me inside, she shares an experience she is having.
Recently at the (NY) ashram, on a beautiful sunny day, the crisp smell of melting snow...
(I picture her also sharing her delightful moments with other devotees who are not "there" with her. A funny concept because I know that she is in more than one place at once).
Another time, a sweet and spicy experience of vintage bliss. "Come to the banquet...."
She lays everything before me.