Recitation of a love poem by Rumi: “Looking for your Face”
Going to Rishikesh allowed me to remember the sweet bliss of being nourished by nectar of the goddess. I feel I have journeyed into the heart of my being, daring to come face to face with the coiled serpent power that eagerly awaited my recognition’s first awe.
From here, the path is obvious: love will be my religion, and creativity my spirituality.
This is a practice video.