Serena Devi

I wish to meet you,

I want to meet the one beyond identity, ideas and perceptions.

If you truly want this meeting, come sincere, empty and full of transparency,

Offer yourself to unknowable life.

Truth appears when there is no veil between self and one.

Stateless flow, simply awareness, before all meetings, creations, intelligence.

Natural state of being, just a presence.

I wish to meet you

In holiness of your heart.

~Serena Devi~

To know what truth is, we have no other choice but to accept this vulnerable skin, it’s fragility and feelings of fears, doubt and inferiority in front of the power of creation. This is the opening to meet the depth of suffering and pain, the glory and beauty of life, to bleed and shed until nothing is left but an Illuminated Heart.

Serena’s heart pilgrimage shaped through powerful waves of grace and passion of God. Her bare truth walking phase began in 2008 and flowered in 2017 when she completely surrendered herself to life as it is, acceptance of all.

Her poetry and art are infused by passion for divine beauty and joy of living in present.

If you wish to invite her for Satsang, please use the contact form to get in touch.





In an unwritten book, childhood seems like a promise. A happy song, a place to feel safe, free and joyful. Piping down the empty road, shadows laughed on a ground of earth. While when I look up I see a child jumping over the clouds.  This is known as the Milky Way to the faraway […]

Gaia & Humanity

There is a deep dwelling in human form to be met, felt and expressed. A long journey within to the perfection of life, unfolding, receiving and becoming whole. The humanness of our existence is a door way into greatness of creation between form and spirit. Every thought, movement, vision and action comes together in shaping […]

Fire Dance, Unity of Masculine and Feminine

I  am your fire, hidden and trapped between walls of denial and avoidance. I am the broken screams of years of slavery and pain of rejection and mistrust. I am the parts of you, disfigured and cut in pieces with cruelty and rage. I am the ache in your human bones, the terror of never […]


Grace works in mysterious ways. In the heart of forest, there is always a hidden footpath, a pond and perhaps a gentle deer eating tree’s leaves. Walking with Spirit feels like a trance, flowers smell stronger, sky vibrates with more blues and pinks over rainbow of light, music of life becomes mystical and slow. Heart […]

Life & Intimacy

Usually life lessons come unexpected, all of the sudden you stumble and fall on a new landscape of discovery. Most of us, humans, mistaken loving with relationship. Loving rise from a neutral place of acceptance, allowing, openness and it develops into an adventure of self- realization. In loving, you rooted in what lives in you […]


The sense of familiar is a short ride on a local bus, where we know the stop we need to jump on and take off. Familiar is close, affordable and manageable. There is no risk in taking a bus daily to visit whatever we required about our known needs and desires. The moment, the journey […]


Blog reading

Podcast – Nirvana

Let it be, the moments of unknown and anticipation of arriving of New. There is no outline for mystery and magic of present. Present feels like nothing else. It is a song never heard before. It is a dance between innocence and birth of wonder. Always open to receive, always empty and potent for new […]

The Road has been waiting…New podcast

like a shadow, like a flower in the dark; I lie dead and unmoved by the side of the road feeling dissolved in moments of anticipation; thinking my beloved will never stop; the world says, I am a mad maid have lost all my treasures, my youth, the color of my hair; only you know […]

The Happening – Poetry

It began with a melody of moonThen breeze of change.Later all became a stormWhirlingharvest to harvest,town to town,shadowing truth,eating ripen life. Why the world stopsAt the edge of unknown?My courageous heart wantsto move forwardhave a voice,to speak with mountains and ocean tides. The buried limbs of my humannessunder Sarcomere treein centre of earthNext to rose […]


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