Dream 10: The Most Handsome Kṛṣṇa

Every soldier of Dwarika was dressing for a parade. And standing in front of my eyes was Śyāmasundara Kṛṣṇa. Beautiful blue face, somewhat round, with two big and deep eyes. No decoration on the face, not even a ṭīkā, but still His face had a remarkable beauty. Curly tresses reached till His neck and wrapped He was in a yellow silken robe. Luckily, I did remember the dialogue this time.

I asked, ‘‘Should I decorate You (for everyone else was getting ready)?’’

With a gentle smile He replied, ‘‘No.’’

The beauty of Nandakumāra needs no decoration.

Dream 9: Śakti — The Temple Dance

I was standing in a vast open field in clear moonlight. My sister, father, and mother were standing opposite me. I looked at the right side, and a grey-color temple was there. The presence of family-folks was set-aside and the eyes got glued to what was happening inside the temple. A huge hurricane-like fireball was spinning and dancing inside the temple. The fireball was thickest in the middle and tapered towards the ends (somewhat like an eye-shape). Just a moment later, the fireball escaped the doors of the temple and flew in air. As the fireball approached me, my hands attained the posture of a ‘‘bhikṣāmudrā.’’ The fireball changed into a beautiful idol of the Goddess and sat exactly in my two-palms set in the begging-posture. My dream finished there, imparting bliss.