Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 68

           "Onlythen,"saidtheformernunfromSouthAfrica,"willyoustarttonoticehowyourinteriorclosetshaveallbeenrearranged."Ofcourseatthemoment,I’mnotentirelysurewhatmynormallifeis.Imean,I’mmaybeabouttogomoveinwithanelderlymedicinemaninIndonesia-isthatmynormallife?Itmaybe,whoknows?Inanycase,though,myfriendssaythatthechangesappearonlylater.Youmayfindthatlifelongobsessionsaregone,orthatnasty,indissolublepatternshavefinallyshifted.Pettyirritationsthatoncemaddenedyouarenolongerproblems,whereasabysmaloldmiseriesyouonceenduredoutofhabitwillnolongerbetoleratednowforevenfiveminutes.Poisonousrelationshipsgetairedoutordisposedof,andbrighter,morebeneficialpeoplestartarrivingintoyourworld.

           LastnightIcouldn’tsleep.Notoutofanxiety,butoutofthrilledanticipation.Igotdressedandwentoutforawalkthroughthegardens.Themoonwaslusciouslyripeandfull,andithoveredrightaboveme,spillingapewterylightallaround.Theairwasperfumedwithjasmineandalsotheintoxicatingscentfromthisheady,flowerybushtheyhavearoundherewhichonlyblossomsinthenight.Thedayhadbeenhumidandhot,andnowitwasonlyslightlylesshumidandhot.ThewarmairshiftedaroundmeandIrealized:"I’minIndia!"

           I’minmysandalsandI’minIndia!

           Itookoffatarun,gallopingawayfromthepathanddownintothemeadow,justtearingacrossthatmoonlitbathofgrass.MybodyfeltsoaliveandhealthyfromallthesemonthsofYogaandvegetarianfoodandearlybedtimes

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