Dear God,
Thank you for guiding me to the feet of a perfect Master who walks the talk of Truth, Love, and Wisdom.
He patiently listens and answers my endless questions.
He dusts me off when I fall down and gives me new insight on how to stand up and start walking again.
He doesn't make me eat sugar balls or wear Indian clothing.
He is making "the Hole" in the wall bigger.
Pranam to the Formless
Pranam to Grurudev
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