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I hustled over to the Bengali saint's place. The signal was getting louder. There was nothing left to do in northern California. I was overwhelmingly conscious of this. All kinds of feelings were converging in me now. All kinds of karmic cycles too. Fear, sadness, and desire collided with joy, love, and stillness in an accelerating rush. I felt lost and confused. And that's when I heard it. It was a female voice, crisp and clear, calling from an unknown direction. I wanted to now surrender. I didn't know how.



I was a exploring a new world. In this new world, love was less conditional, less reciprocal. It was just pure. It was just automatic. It was a high energy that quickly revitalized any lower energy. The fog was finally starting to clear. I was getting it. Unconditional love was the supreme alchemy. It was no longer a control and coordination thing. It wasn't a religious thing. It was a spiritual thing. It was so beautiful, I cried.

I went to see Swami one last time. " It's been fun, " he playfully said. " Yeah, it has, " I confirmed. " You survived because you were protected. Don't ever forget that. Listen to that voice you heard, in the bathroom. This is a pure place. " I knew he was right. Swami always was right. Swami waved goodbye and disappeared into a small speck as I drove off.


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