Uddhava nodded. He recalled the story of a destitute girl who had nothing but a handful of wild berries. Trembling, she had placed them before Krishna as a child. The Lord had eaten them with such relish that the gods in heaven grew jealous of her simple gift.
Uddhava felt a shiver of joy. “Then why, O Lord, do You teach other paths at all?” Srimad Bhagavatam Canto 11 Pdf 12
The Lord picked up a small pebble and a fallen mango fruit. Uddhava nodded
“But bhakti —loving devotion to Me—is like the wind itself. It carries cart, horse, and ship without effort. It requires no skill, no scholarship, no austerity. Only a heart that remembers.” The Lord had eaten them with such relish
The Lord then recited a verse that Uddhava would later write down in what became the Srimad Bhagavatam (Canto 11, Chapter 12, Text 14-15): “Neither by studying the Vedas, nor by severe penance, nor by charity, nor by ritual worship can I be seen as you have seen Me today. Only by unalloyed devotion, O Uddhava, can I be known, seen, and entered into.” As the moon rose over Dwaraka, Uddhava bowed his head. The confusion in his heart had dissolved like mist before the sun. He understood now: All paths lead to love, but love itself is the destination.
“O Supreme Teacher,” Uddhava began, bowing low. “You have spoken of karma —action without selfish desire. You have illuminated jnana —the path of analytical wisdom. You have even revealed ashtanga-yoga —the eight-limbed discipline of mind and body. Yet, my Lord, my heart is confused. Which of these is the highest?”