The Void 3

 The afternoon light was filtering softly through the room, casting long, golden shadows across the floor. I sat beside Mohini, watching the dust motes dance in the quiet air. I took a long, slow breath, looking directly into her eyes with complete transparency.

"Mohini," I began, my voice barely more than a whisper, "it’s already afternoon. I haven't been in touch with you since this morning. I’ve been carried away by one task after another, but I finally pulled away just to be here with you."

She leaned in slightly, a gentle, understanding smile playing on her lips.

I reached out and held her hand, feeling the warmth of her presence. "I realized something today—something that feels like a weight has been lifted. I caught myself realizing that even trying to be with you was something my mind was attempting to force. I was grasping for our connection because it brings me such a beautiful, peaceful experience."

I paused, looking at our joined hands. "I could feel a sense of attachment forming, a desire to hoard our time together to satisfy my own hunger for that peace. But I realized I have no intention of avoiding you, nor do I want to force our union. Instead, I think I must simply step back... and let the Divinity within work through me."

I squeezed her hand gently. "In simple words, Mohini, I will be with you whenever the Divinity within thinks it is appropriate. When the time is right, it will spend time with you through my body, and when it is time to move, it will guide my actions elsewhere."

She didn't pull away or question me. A typical woman might have felt ignored, perhaps expecting me to constantly prioritize our connection to prove my love. But Mohini, possessing that depth of ancient wisdom, simply looked at me with a gaze that held the entire universe. She understood exactly what I meant.

"You see," I whispered, feeling the stillness of the room envelop us, "when I try to do love, it becomes a burden. But when I let the Divine initiate our connection, it is effortless. There is no guilt, no need for excuses, and no fear of separation. We are both held in the same Presence, and that Presence knows exactly when we need to be together and when we need to stand as one."

She rested her head against my shoulder, and in that silence, I knew we had both arrived at a love that needed no words, no force, and no conditions. We were simply two instruments, played by the divine (State of Consciousness beyond a narrow identity).