TANTRIC-QUEST-Encounter-with-Absolute-Love

As soon as I regained the silence of the mountain, myfear seemed to rise, like dough exposed to warmth. Eachattempt to reassure myself had the opposite effect. Morethan once I asked myself whether I should turn aroundand go back.My curiosity was stronger, and toward ten o'clock I heardthe noise of the waterfall. I sat down and tried to work outa method of approach. If I climbed directly to the hermitage,I stood a chance of finding the yogini in her hut, but Ialso ran the risk of disturbing her and being very badlyreceived. If I went for a swim, alerting her, as it were, ofmy presence without imposing, I ran the risk of no longerfinding her by climbing up to the hermitage.I opted for a third solution: I approached within a hundredmeters of the hut, left my offerings of food and thegarland, made three great prostrations in the Tibetan style,and retreated toward the waterfall, where I found a flatrock for meditation. I wanted her to understand that I wasnot motivated by curiosity, to show her evidence of my respect,and to give her the opportunity to summon me inone way or another.Despite the stability of the posture, I had much difficultyin finding tranquility. I meditated for two or threehours, swam, dried myself in the sun, and took up my meditationagain. At no time did I have the sensation of beingobserved, as opposed to the first time. I stopped meditatingtoward the end of the afternoon. I was hungry, andrealized that I'd offered all my provision to the Shakti. Iwas dying to know whether my offerings had been accepted,and I climbed back up toward the esplanade.Once there, I saw to my great disappointment that34