This is an urgent message that I am sending to myself: "Don’t grow old and angry!" I find myself (due to weird childhood), reacting to situations time and again. When, if I step back, I can respond while riding my breath. I heard Bhagwan say so many things. Words that I felt were penetrating my being and leading me to my own Noble Truth. My tricky little mind (product of that same childhood), however, huffs and puffs and threatens to burn the whole house down in any situation that I find remotely uncool in my match stick Cathedral of Do-Right. Amidst it all, I recall that Bhagwan once said that if one really listens…really listens…you will hear Existence calling you back to yourself. Back home…where the deer and the antelope roam in the interior of the silence within the silence…where there is no around the block or shock and awe..only the silent whisper calling me home.
Hey Anado, you send yourself important messages–important that they resonate with the rest of us, too. From you through Bhagwam to us, your circle of aging groovers. So happy we’re all at home in Mexico.
Hear, hear! Couldn’t have said it better!
So I think, now, We, The Unholy tribe of the Aging Groovers…
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Yeah! Every day I get some gift from what you write. Thanks. Today was a doozie and very true. Listen, really listen. It’s almost like being in Mexico even though I am in PS. Miss you and hugs to all the four-legged munchkins at su casa.
Whit
But hey, Being aging groover is better than the alternative. On a good day I can say that.