Chapter 43

           

           Dinnertime.I’msittingalone,tryingtoeatslowly.MyGuruisalwaysencouragingustopracticedisciplinewhenitcomestoeating.Sheencouragesustoeatinmoderationandwithoutdesperategulps,tonotextinguishthesacredfiresofourbodiesbydumpingtoomuchfoodintoourdigestivetractstoofast.(MyGuru,I’mfairlycertain,hasneverbeentoNaples.)Whenstudentscometohercomplainingthatthey’rehavingtroublemeditating,shealwaysaskshowtheirdigestionhasbeenlately.Itonlystandstoreasonthatyou’llhavetroubleglidinglightlyintotranscendencewhenyourgutsarestrugglingtochurnthroughasausagecalzone,apoundofbuffalowingsandhalfacoconutcreampie.Whichiswhytheydon’tservethatkindofstuffhere.ThefoodattheAshramisvegetarian,lightandhealthy.Butstilldelicious.Whichiswhyit’sdifficultformenottowolfitdownlikeastarvingorphan.Plus,mealsareservedbuffet-style,anditneverhasbeeneasyformetoresisttakingasecondorthirdturnat-batwhenbeautifulfoodisjustlyingoutthereintheopen,smellinggoodandcostingnothing.

           SoI’msittingatthedinnertableallbymyself,makinganefforttorestrainmyfork,whenIseeamanwalkoverwithhisdinnertray,lookingforanopenchair.Inodtohimthatheiswelcometojoinme.Ihaven’tseenthisguyaroundhereyet.Hemustbeanewarrival.Thestranger’sgotacool,ain’t-no-big-hurrykindofwalk,andhemoveswiththeauthorityofabordertownsheriff,ormaybealifelonghigh-rollingpokerplayer

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