“A Familiar Cave”
“One night she took refuge from the cold wind inside a cave. The moment that she stepped inside, a sense of recurrence overwhelmed her. She knew, without even looking, how deep the cavern was, which side of it had the smoother wall, and where its floor was flattest. So strong was her emotion that she had to immediately sit down and gather herself. For it was a certainty that she had lived in this exact cave, had not only been here, but had spent a long time inside it. Expecting to find the hollow of the fire pit, she glanced down and saw it. Knowing about the crevices where the herbal dhoop, or incense, was burnt, she looked for and found them. The atmosphere inside the cave was supercharged with spiritual vibrations. The purity of the air was nearly tangible, dense, thick, and rich. Saints had sat here. Instruction had taken place here. And Lucinda knew without doubt that she had been a student sitting at the feet of a Master in this very space.”