On My Birthday

I wake up on my birthday with a knowing smile. In the mirror, I can clearly see a divine halo behind my head. It starts tingling between my eyes As if the third eye is about to emerge. My hand, involuntarily, gestures Tathastu Mudra, time and again. A compassionate, urbane smile stay put in my... Continue Reading →

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