Something

I must write something. It shall be brief. Prepare yourselves. A couple days ago in my sit spot, as I was surrendering as deeply as I could, I noticed a chipmunk scurrying around what sounded like five feet away from me. Also, two woodpeckers, quite close. Woodpeckers are big birds. And they move very interestingly. Fast-stop, fast-stop. It's been years since I've seen one, though I've heard them plenty.

It is 11:08 as I write this.

Synchronicity. (I like the number 108. It's the number of times I do Japa in the mornings. And I've kind of arbitrarily assigned it importance, so I suppose the universe uses it to communicate with me.)

This morning, as I was walking and trying to figure out what it was that made me switch from productive mode to what I refer to as "eat the marshmallow" mode, I looked down on the sidewalk, and written into the concrete was the word, "Maya."

("Eat the marshmallow" refers to the experiment where kids were left alone in a room with a marshmallow for a length of time, told that if they didn't eat the marshmallow, they would get two when the scientist came back into the room. The children who managed to not eat the marshmallow were followed up years later, and that willpower had a statistically significant impact on how well they did in life.)

Also: I'm going from rather sluggish to super active. Starting this morning. Fun dream involving Tom brown last night, and a sad one with Sai Baba the night before. I love it when my teachers show up in my dreams, even if it's a hard lesson.

And I'm out.


Live in Love, and never think of yourself as fallen or sinful, but as a child of God.

"Act as though everything depends on you, pray as though everything depends on God."

'If you don't believe in God, at least believe in yourself. That power within you is God.'