My God
My God is Love.
My God is in
love. Krishna is not some Indian God, but one of the sacred names of the
One Lord. Krishna means The All Attractive. Isn't it God? But even He,
God, who attracts everyone is attracted by Love. Who is then the center
of the Universe - asks smilingly Bhakti Abhai Narayan Maharadj, the
Master of my Spiritual Master - no, it is not Krishna! It is Love! But if
there wasn't the beautiful Lord, the tender flute player, Love also would
not be. The sense of Love is... the Beloved. Beauty and Love mutually
create, reveal and increase each other. God and the soul unceasingly run
after and seek each other in a love game, their union and separation
unendingly interlace as in a dance of lovers.
The Spiritual world is not somewhere, eternity could be felt in a single moment here and now... but this is completely another universe, weaved by the finest feelings, alive, breathing world, blossomed in beauty and love. This is not the cold cosmos of a just Lord - perfect, but motionless like a crystal. No, this is the garden of love, scattered with the blazing flowers of longings and sweet tears, where my tender, naughty God is seeking thrillingly the eyes of His Beloved...