Leaving behind a two-timing fiance and job stealing colleague, carrying only her smart phone and a spiritual guidebook, Grace Avery lands alone in India to a Mumbai strike, Trivandrum riot, wild Chennai bus ride, the beauty of Pondicherry, the peace of Tiruvannamalai, the brilliance of Puttaparthi and a reconciliation in Bangalore. Guided from one mystical experience to another, surrounded by found compassionate friendships, deep spiritual teachings and love, she finds inside the real meaning of her name, Grace.
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Merged into this contemporary literary novel are Rabindranath Tagore's translations of the 15th century North Indian poet Kabir. Here's one I loved, actually I resonated with all of the Kabir in my novel:
Kabir says:
How could the Love between Thee and me ever sever? As the leaf of the lotus abides on the water: so thou art my Lord, And I am thy servant.
From the beginning to the ending of time, there is love between Thee and me; and How shall such love be extinguished?
Kabir says:
As the river runs into the ocean, So my heart touches Thee.