Chapter 53

           

           SoIwenttothechantthenextmorning,allfullofresolve,andtheGurugitakickedmedownatwenty-footflightofcementstairs-oranyway,that’showitfelt.Thefollowingdayitwasevenworse.Iwokeupinafury,andbeforeIevengottothetempleIwasalreadysweating,boiling,teeming.Ikeptthinking:"It’sonlyanhourandahalf-youcandoanythingforanhourandahalf.ForGod’ssake,youhavefriendswhowereinlaborforfourteenhours…"Butstill,IcouldnothavebeenlesscomfortableinthischairifIhadbeenstapledtoit.Ikeptfeelingfireballsof,like,menopausalheatpulsingoverme,andIthoughtImightfaint,orbitesomebodyinmyfury.

           Myangerwasgiant.Ittookineveryoneinthisworld,butitwasmostspecificallydirectedatSwamiji-myGuru’smaster,whohadinstitutedthisritualchantingoftheGurugitainthefirstplace.Thiswasnotmyfirstdifficultencounterwiththegreatandnow-deceasedYogi.Hewastheonewhohadcometomeinmydreamonthebeach,demandingtoknowhowIintendedtostopthetide,andIalwaysfeltlikehewasridingme.

           Swamijihadbeen,allthroughouthislife,relentless,aspiritualfire-brand.LikeSaintFrancisofAssisi,Swamijihadbeenbornintoawealthyfamilyandhadbeenexpectedtoenterthefamilybusiness.Butwhenhewasjustayoungboy,hemetaholymaninasmallvillagenearhis,andhadbeendeeplytouchedbytheexperience.Stillinhisteens,SwamijilefthomeinaloinclothandspentyearsmakingpilgrimagestoeveryholyspotinIndia,searchingforatruespiritualmaster.

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