“Drops fall into a vapor, and the vapor explodes into a galaxy. Half a ray strikes a patch of darkness. A new sun appears.” - Rumi

Thus Brahma prays to the Great Goddess: “Thou art the pristine spirit, the nature of which is bliss; thou art the ultimate nature and the clear light of heaven, which illuminates and breaks the self-hypnotism of the terrible round of rebirth, and thou art the one that muffles the universe, for all time in thine own very darkness.”

“In the unwillingness to let go of the old, fear rises, depression arises, for new forces rise up that want access to life and that press against the entrenched ego. But if the ego surrenders its defensive position and throws itself heroically into the jaws of the dragon of death - into the night sea journey of the sun hero - death proves itself to be life, and surrender of what one had held fast becomes a new way of living and overcoming fear.”