A beautiful young woman, seemingly in her twenties, sat under a tree in the astral Earth, holding her knees to her chest in thought. Zina looked at her, and a great love opened in her heart. She knelt by her side.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy Goddess, do you mind if I call you \u2018Mother\u2019? Since you saved my soul, that is how I feel about you; I think of you as my mother, who gave me life once more\u201d, the older-looking woman, seemingly in her forties, all-but-sang to her Lady.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course I don\u2019t mind, my dear daughter\u201d, Lady Shakti smiled, looking not at all like she gave birth to Time itself, and yet, that\u2019s exactly what she looked like. The older woman fell into her Goddess\u2019 arms and embraced her. \u201cI never loved or admired anyone as much as I love and admire you, Mother\u201d, she choked with emotion, drinking the nectar of her devotion, and completely losing any sense of time and space. When she opened her eyes, they were no longer under the tree. There were blue crystalline angelic beings all around them, and as she became aware of herself, she saw that she was one of them \u2013 deep blue, but smaller than Azazel used to be when he ascended.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh\u201d, she whispered in her holy Mother\u2019s ear, still holding her, still drinking her devotion.<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2019Oh\u2019 indeed, my sweetheart child\u201d, Shakti smiled and messed her hair, and Zina laughed. \u201cZina, you are my great comfort in all that\u2019s been going on lately. Looking at you and what you\u2019ve become makes me happy despite all, and I thank you for it\u201d, the Lady purred.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease bless me so that I always remain yours, holy Mother\u201d, Zina whispered, and Lady Parvati kissed her forehead in assent.<\/p>\n
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A beautiful young woman, seemingly in her twenties, sat under a tree in the astral Earth, holding her knees to her chest in thought. Zina looked at her, and a great love opened in her heart. She knelt by her … Continue reading