Thank you for these lovely thoughts on śaktipāta and "moments of grace". It brings to mind a tantric initiation I had back in the 1980s, at night, in a park in Leeds. Some years later, my preceptor asked me what was most memorable about that night. It was a "moment of grace". As we left the park, we walked past some houses that backed on…
Thank you for these lovely thoughts on śaktipāta and "moments of grace". It brings to mind a tantric initiation I had back in the 1980s, at night, in a park in Leeds. Some years later, my preceptor asked me what was most memorable about that night. It was a "moment of grace". As we left the park, we walked past some houses that backed onto the park. In one of the gardens was an arresting sight. A couple in full evening dress - him in top hat and tails, her in a full-length ball gown, waltzing around their garden. It was a moment that will stay with me forever.
Thank you for these lovely thoughts on śaktipāta and "moments of grace". It brings to mind a tantric initiation I had back in the 1980s, at night, in a park in Leeds. Some years later, my preceptor asked me what was most memorable about that night. It was a "moment of grace". As we left the park, we walked past some houses that backed onto the park. In one of the gardens was an arresting sight. A couple in full evening dress - him in top hat and tails, her in a full-length ball gown, waltzing around their garden. It was a moment that will stay with me forever.