“Dance of life or dance of death, Know that these come from Me, and rejoice. What more dost thou want, than that thou hast Me?”
I always feel excited before telling my story. But I also know I’m going to shed happy tears when I talk about this topic which is so close to my heart. There are times in our lives when it is hard to be completely honest or open about our flaws and weakness, small mistakes or major goof ups.
But with him it’s different.
Every day is about new passions, adventures, possibilities and achievements. With him its different because my soul feels at peace, my heart beats the perfect rhythm and my feet is at ease. It’s with him that I’m completely alive, inside out, knowing the reason of my existence and my authentic self.
When I look at him my heart sings to the tunes unheard and my eyes shine with the sun. This place is without struggle or fear. No worries, barriers or even desires. The only thing that exists is love and light and happiness and celebration. It is my divine romance, my spiritual awakening with my beloved Guru Paramhansa Yogananda.
Yes, my Guru is my Valentine and with him its different. I was 10, maybe 11 when I was filled with wonder and love when I saw his photo. And since then my life has been nothing but celebration in every aspect.
Since a very young age I have witnessed that life is not a bed of roses. But despite that fact , my faith in him was undoubted for and his grace in my life was nothing less than miracles. Because I knew with him it was different.
I can’t Love him enough, I can’t show him enough, I can’t express how his love is evolving within, because no measurable means can judge it’s depth and no mathematical parameters are available to compile his grace.
I say so because I know that it’s different with him. The Guruship goes to the most humble, serviceful and devoted. And to be a devotee to this guruship is beyond love. So never stop writting love letters to God and the Guru because the divine is your only valentine.
The inspiration for this blog was a picture prompt: With you it’s Different