We all have that special soul — or a few of them — who evoke a visceral, sometimes almost unbearable, devotional love.
To me, Lord Serapis Bey and Goddess Kali Ma inhabit that unique place in my heart.
When I focus on their presence, I most often feel as though I want to cry.
I want to cry because my love, admiration, and gratitude for them are too much to contain.
I want to cry because I know they understand my joys and sorrows even better than I do.
And sometimes simply because their presence is such a sensory overload that crying makes the most sense.
These are loving, precious tears of devotion and gratitude.
Gratitude for never leaving my side — for always guiding my path, offering illumination and reconsecration, even intimacy and conversation.
Gratitude for their guidance and their awareness of the particular challenges on Earth — of what it means to walk as a human with a divine assignment in a world where such things are rarely recognized.
The more we commit to our paths, the stronger our support grows.
It is always a balanced flow of giving and receiving.
We may not always get what we think we want, but we receive what we need most.
So I wanted to share a few words about my love for Kali Ma —
because she squeezes my heart in a very special way.
