In this material World and even in the spiritual sky where countless planets host countless souls performing plays born of piety, impiety, desire and freedom from desire, there are prescritions of duty, ways to behave in order to receive happiness, honour, and hope. n Sahaja Nagari Radha there is no such concern. She is lost in the wind of Love, flying wherever it takes her, into madness or hideous sanity, she cares not. She will act according to Loves whim. That gives her the key to the heart of the Supreme Lover and enables only Her to sit together with Him on His throne. Yet, it is not a throne where They choose to sit. It is on a flowerbed in the forest bowers of Vrindavan, a World of make-believe which has manifested out of their own audacity. The eternal spring told of in Srimad Bhagavatam, Govinda Lilamrata and other books which detail the accounts of Theır Love, is real. In fact it is the most real place in all the Three Worlds. For it never fades away. It is never replaced ...