shiva

then one day i wake up to realize siva is so much more than the golden linga.
ha ha ha ha ha. i know you are laughing a loud laugh, mev.
Pillar of light cast on the wall, rainbows in the sink, spontaneous siva linga, makes itself know, anywhere.

friend drops off a new dance mix i find when i get home. and these beats just make
me crazy, i am in the funkiest costume in no time, yoga clothes and spring clothes
and a nightie, rhinestones, searching for the stick on bindis! thank you for setting me free for a minute in this dance, nataraj.

the gods and goddesses, an energy that we already are. have you embodied it? can you feel it in your body? can you feel it?

siva, the dancer, the erotic ascetic, the destroyer of illusion. and i felt it, the little awakening in my heart, that we are all part of the same singular light.

Namaste.