THE DIVINE UNION BEFORE TIME

Before stars were born or gods were named, there was only Sadha-the silent womb of existence. From her breath came Sadhanja, the first spark of becoming-fire in motion, desire with form. Her power surged through the void, creating and unmaking worlds with each pulse of intention.
But her flames, unheld by rhythm, cracked time itself.
From that cosmic tremor emerged Kanishka-not born, but invoked by her becoming. He was presence without ego, structure without dominance-the only being who could meet her fire without dimming it. He did not bind her; he circled her like a mantra, grounding the blaze that birthed galaxies.
Their meeting was not conquest, but convergence.
As she spun creation into chaos, he aligned its breath with rhythm. When planets drifted from purpose, he became their still axis. When her fire threatened to burn alone, he stepped forward-not as master, but as mirror.
They danced.
And that dance became Dharma-the law beneath breath, blood, and becoming. From their movement, time unfolded. From their union, the many were born. Every soul carries their echo-Sadhanja's hunger to create, Kanishka's will to hold.
Across ages they return-not as deities on thrones, but as forces in flesh. In fury, she is Agnishakti; in devotion, Antarjyoti; in dissolution, Nirguna. In response, he rises as Dharmapala, Hridayapala, Nirvikara. Together they appear where the world has forgotten how to feel, burn, breathe, love, and awaken.
Their myth is not a story of gods above, but consciousness within-flame and earth, breath and sky, illusion and truth meeting in sacred tension. They are not worshipped in temples carved by stone, but in the body that remembers itself whole.
The universe begins again each time they touch.
And you-heart, blood, breath-are their next becoming.