A Budding Theologian

Last night I was chanting Om Namah Shivaya. My son, who will be 5 at the end of the month, was listening.

“Mama, do some chants for Kali,” he said.

“I’m chanting to Shiva right now,” I answered. “We can do some chants for Kali tomorrow.”

With such conviction he said to me, “Shiva and Kali are the same, Mama. Shiva is just a nickname for her.”

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There’s something to think about.