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When my daughter was killed in a horrible act of violence, I at times, wandered like a ghost..staring for long hours at the star filled sky and feeling her presence within me..in the night sky and the gentle breezes caressing our palms.
For Sarada Devi
"When he sees Me in all and sees all in Me
Then I never leave him
and he never leaves Me
and he, who in this oneness of Love,
Loves Me in whatever he sees,
wherever this man may live
in truth
he lives in Me"
Bhagavad Gita
The music selection, "Windows", is from "A Drop of the Ocean" by Krishna Das & Sultan Khan.