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.