Friday, November 24, 2006

Reflection at the Ashram

Children are the fragrance of the future, they are the flowers of the future. - Amma

34 minus 3 days.

I'm at a prayer center I purposely kept from my friends.

Her [Amma's] voice is deep, kind, and gentle. I wish I understood.

The interpreter makes me want to close my eyes and take inventory in the mind.
So the space goes, so the mind goes. My house is a mess. And it's my mess.

So in the last few months my bouts of depression have manifested in ill-health and negative thoughts. It's been acute in 2006.

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