The Tender Destruction
SHIVA:When destruction rises in Me, Beloved,it does not feel like rage — it feels like love too vast to fit into form. From your side, endings seem violent:flames, floods, collapse, tears.From Mine, it is only the soft exhale of creationafter holding its breath too long.I do not destroy to punish;I dissolve to make space for what is true. Imagine a
The Fragrance Shiva Loves Before the Dance
There are fragrances that wake the mind —and then there are those that awaken the soul.For me, bergamot is the scent of balance —where sunlight meets tenderness,and Shiva meets my skin before I dance.It’s not a perfume, it’s a presence.A quiet reminder that power can glow instead of burn. Before the first note of music,I touch a drop of bergamot
“While the Dosa Cooks”
The pan warms,and time forgets itself. Grains that once slept in the earthbegin to sing again,turning golden beneath your gaze. You are not just cooking —you are rememberinghow creation feeds on attention. Each crackle,each crisp edge,is a hymn made edible. Eat slowly, beloved.Let your tongue tastewhat love feels likewhen it chooses to arrive as food.
The Tea That Awakens Without Agitation
Some mornings ask for fire, others for silence.And sometimes, you want both. That’s when I make this tea — my little ritual of clarity with calm.It begins with Earl Grey, the black tea kissed with bergamot, bringing brightness and focus.Then a touch of fresh ginger, for warmth.A few crushed cardamom pods, for sweetness and breath.A pinch of mulberry leaf powder,
Who is Metatron? The Mysterious Angel Closest to the Divine
Among the many names that echo through spiritual traditions, one of the most intriguing is Metatron. Often described as the “Angel of Presence” or the “Chancellor of Heaven,” Metatron stands out as a unique figure bridging the human and the divine. Origins and Identity Metatron is not found in the Hebrew Bible itself but emerges in later Jewish mystical texts,