About a week back, whilst on a retreat; a few of us stepped out on an excursion to a nearby hill overlooking our little retreat, in monsoon-green Igatpuri. The cloudy sky teased only with the lightest showers now and then. The idyllic surroundings were soul cleansing and pleasing to the eye.
We climbed the hill at leisure. I found myself attracted to the rocky parts of the mountain. Every now and then I picked up the stones and felt their energy.
At one point a few of us were seated on some rocks, conversing about things, when it began to drizzle, prompting everyone to make their way down. I continued sitting and felt drawn inwards. So I closed my eyes and effortlessly interiorized. An inner voice spoke, which I found myself an audience to.
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