It was so dark and still that one could feel an invisible presence overlooking the coming battle. Two kingdoms were preparing to destroy themselves for land and glory. Inside a blue tent housing the king, a conference was going on between the king and Lomar, his general. The king’s strategy was for Lomar to attack the enemy center with a third of the army and then the rest of the king’s army would strike from the rear. But the distance between hopeful plans and reality is sometimes as wide as the space between two mountain cliffs.

The sun arose waking up thousands of warriors on both sides. The bright glistening sky overhead and the vast plain of the sandy earth below became a huge arena waiting to witness the explosion of the coming war. Both sides were armed and all tense for the grand killing to begin. Suddenly Lomar’s band of cavalry rode headlong toward the enemy’s center with arrows and shouting filling the sky. The enemy king’s response was to form his troops into a half moon semicircle to trap the attacking thrust of Lomar’s cavalry. Something went wrong with the plan of Lomar’s king to attack from the rear. They delayed too long, and Lomar was forced to turn around and ride in swift retreat. The enemy army sped on in hot pursuit. Suddenly a frightening scene appeared to Lomar’s outnumbered retreating cavalry. The battlefield ended as they rode toward a mountain cliff whose bottom seemed to have no end. Ten feet separated the mountain cliff from another large stretch of land that appeared as an impossible hope for freedom. The horses were racing too fast to be stopped.

Suddenly Lomar awoke all alone. The sun had set. The brave warrior felt ashamed of his retreat. He was a stranger in a new unexplored land. A gentle wave of string music was coming closer. A luminous misty cloudlike form was manifesting before his startled eyes. A golden robed woman touched his hand. Lomar felt her hand and knew that this touch was not that of an earthly woman. Amela told Lomar that she was his guide. Lomar asked her where he was to go. Amela told Lomar when he was a boy he always dreamed of what lay beyond the perilous mountain cliff. Amela taught Lomar that there is a universal king who made his devoted subjects live in eternal freedom. Lomar said he was ready to see the king of freedom. Amela made Lomar promise never to let go of her hand in their journey, no matter what happened.

While holding Amela’s golden hand, a giant golden eagle with wings of fire waited to help their journey to the king of freedom. They both sat on the bird of heaven, and the journey beyond earthly reality began. This Garuda bird was a celestial eagle that the gods rode upon in heaven. Higher and higher they went as the earth and the stars began to recede into nothingness. There was only an endless wall of light stretching everywhere. Suddenly a ringing music with bells and a flute came nearer and nearer. An infinite tree was seen growing from a vast garden. A little child was lying asleep on a lotus leaf. Amela told Lomar to prepare himself to meet the king of freedom. The divine child opened his blue eyes, and the tree and garden disappeared. Lomar suddenly felt that his guide Amela had also vanished. Only the divine child existed. He played on his flute and became all the worlds and, at his will, became again just a sleeping boy. Lomar knew within his heart that he had met the king of freedom who no earthly mind could comprehend.

The smiling divine child told Lomar that in many lives he struggled hard to realize God’s presence. Lomar asked the blue boy how he knew about past lives. The divine child told Lomar that as the eternal king of freedom he lives beyond time and body limitations in a playful way that no human mind could comprehend. The divine child promised to teach Lomar more about the realization of God in his next lifetime. After spending vast ages in the celestial kingdom of the golden lotus, Lomar was again reborn on earth.

It was so dark and still that one could feel an invisible presence overlooking the coming battle. Two kingdoms were preparing to destroy themselves for land and glory. The sun arose waking up thousands of warriors on both sides. So Arjuna woke up that day finding Krishna by his side.