Chapter 8: I'm Just Being to You
I don’t want to hear any more about love or meditation; they are one to me. I seek truth and you are the means. My devotion and my prayers are an expression of gratitude. Love is not the asking, and love is not the other. Love is, I am.
Sometimes I wonder whether you exist or whether I am perpetually creating you, or whether I exist separate from you. I truly must be a god if you are so beautiful. My love, my gratitude for you is the only certainty that remains, the only reality. I am the knowing, and yet each time I hear you say ‘love or meditation’ you catch me again off center, fiddling with categories: “Am I this or that? Let us see.”
What a beautiful trip you are.
Thank you, Divya.
Enough for today.