Every purascharana you do deepens your absorption into the Devata. Saturation happens. Layers of superficial understanding begin to peel away, one after another, like the skin of an onion.
At this stage, words begin to fail. To explain something so subtle feels like betraying it reducing the sacred to sentences. What happens between you and the Devata then can only be honoured through silence and practice, never talk.
The Devata begins to hint, to reveal small signs of how they wish to be approached. Often these ways may not follow the polished paddhatis society approves of.
They come alive through your lived experience, not through someone else’s script.
This guidance, however, only arises once the safe, time-tested practices have been repeated many times and verified by mentors or advanced upasakas. The mind is a clever trickster; it must always be watched.
It’s like a dance where the Devata leads, and you follow. Sometimes gracefully, sometimes clumsily -until both movements become one. In that rhythm, it’s hard to say where you end and where the Devata begins. Separation and confluence both arise, sometimes at once.
And at rare moments, unity gives way to something even deeper: Singularity.
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