I see myself as a living diya.
Ignited by the Supreme Light.
The oil of truth, love, mercy, peace and power come pouring in.
My light becomes stable, strong.
It radiates everywhere.
Unconditional, without limits, without boundaries.
I stay here.
Hold this feeling.
As I move, I remind myself, reflect back to this image.
Remembering the feelings, I’m back there in a second.
I draw out my experience, giving energy to my inner light.
Decorate my diya with virtues to keep my light lit.
This fortress of light and power requires silence and deep introversion.
Constant checking, no waste can enter.
I the soul, am a living light, a living diya, spreading my inner light.