Chapter 68

           

           Theretreatendedtwodayslater,andeveryonecameoutofsilence.Igotsomanyhugsfrompeople,thankingmeforhavinghelpedthem.

           "Oh,no!Thankyou,"Ikeptsaying,frustratedathowinadequatethosewordssounded,howimpossibleitwastoexpressamplegratitudefortheirhavingliftedmetosuchatoweringheight.

           Anotheronehundredseekersarrivedaweeklaterforanotherretreat,andtheteachingsandthebraveendeavorsinwardandtheall-encompassingsilencewereallrepeated,withnewsoulsinpractice.Iwatchedoverthem,too,andtriedtohelpineverypossiblewayandglidedbackintoturiyaafewtimeswiththem,too.IcouldonlylaughlaterwhenmanyofthemcameoutoftheirmeditationstotellmethatIhadappearedtothemduringtheretreatasa"silent,gliding,etherealpresence."SothiswastheAshram’sfinaljokeonme?OnceIhadlearnedtoacceptmyloud,chatty,socialnatureandfullyembracemyinnerKeyHostess-onlythencouldIbecomeTheQuietGirlintheBackoftheTemple,afterall?

           Inmyfinalweeksthere,theAshramwasimbibedwithasomewhatmelancholylast-days-of-summer-campfeeling.Everymorning,itseemed,somemorepeopleandsomemoreluggagegotonabusandleft.Therewerenonewarrivals.ItwasalmostMay,thebeginningofthehottestseasoninIndia,andtheplacewouldbeslowingdownforawhile.Therewouldbenomoreretreats,soIwasrelocatedforworkagain,nowplacedintheOfficeofRegistration,whereIhadthebittersweetjobofofficially"departing"allmyfriendsoffthecomputeroncetheyhadlefttheAshram.

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