Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 42

           Mybackhurt,Ihadnostrength,mymindwasquivering.Myposturecollapsedlikeabridgecrumblingdown.Itookthemantraoffthetopofmyhead(whereithadbeenpressingdownonmelikeaninvisibleanvil)andsetitonthefloorbesideme.AndthenIsaidtoGod,"I’mreallysorry,butthisistheclosestIcouldgettoyoutoday."

           TheLakotaSiouxsaythatachildwhocannotsitstillisahalf-developedchild.AndanoldSanskrittextsays,"Bycertainsignsyoucantellwhenmeditationisbeingrightlyperformed.Oneofthemisthatabirdwillsitonyourhead,thinkingyouareaninertthing."Thishasnotexactlyhappenedtomeyet.Butforthenextfortyminutesorso,Itriedtostayasquietaspossible,trappedinthatmeditationhallandensnaredinmyownshameandinadequacy,watchingthedevoteesaroundmeastheysatintheirperfectpostures,theirperfecteyesclosed,theirsmugfacesemanatingcalmnessastheysurelytransportedthemselvesintosomeperfectheaven.Iwasfullofahot,powerfulsadnessandwouldhavelovedtoburstintothecomfortoftears,buttriedhardnotto,rememberingsomethingmyGuruoncesaid-thatyoushouldnevergiveyourselfachancetofallapartbecause,whenyoudo,itbecomesatendencyandithappensoverandoveragain.Youmustpracticestayingstrong,instead.

           ButIdidn’tfeelstrong.Mybodyachedindiminishedworthlessness.

           Iwonderedwhoisthe"me"whenIamconversingwithmymind,andwhoisthe"mind

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