It's 3 am and I've been awake since 2, wide awake.
In the first place I had a great talk with Tara my friend who just returned from Prasanthi. She's just returned with that feeling of frustration we all seem to carry around with us these days. Now she didn't say that and I'm going to get into trouble for 'assigning a feeling' to her but it's such a familiar feeling. I think it is the feeling that we should be DOING something with all the grace we've been given....but what?
So back to the drawing board. We were thinking about a Sai Graduate newsletter before our latest 'health issue' got us sidetracked. My knees object strongly to the fact that I'm ignoring them and they stay 'out stretched' for hours and hours (I won't say how long) while I watch TV. They give me pain and I can't use them even if I wanted to. So I took 'two Aleves' last night before going to bed....which may have woken me up at 2 o'clock.
My mind did turn on and the thoughts were 'rational' for a change.
We should try to do the newsletter. Also got an email from Lad who is sort of our western music person. He gave me a link to some of songs like 'standing on holy ground' which I've always loved.
We (who ever that is.)...we should call ourselves,'Sai Seniors' rather than 'Sai Graduates' because all of us are seniors but maybe not 'graduates'. I know that there have been many times since coming back to the west, when I certainly didn't feel like 'a graduate' of anything
Help ever Hurt never is a good motto no matter who we are or where. Love all Serve all maybe a tad ambitious when one can't bend one's knees. I suppose there isn't much difference. We 'must not hurt anyone not even ourselves' seems like a good way to live. And we must help always to the extinct possible. Goldstein's latest letter makes me feel inadequate to say the least. I don't think I put the letter on the blog but I will today. It keeps using the word, 'clarify' and each time I feel more confused. But He was addressing 'the Org' not this Sai Senior living here in subsidized housing in St. Petersburg.
We must 'help ourselves' in every way possible. When one is a recluse and hardly sees anyone except the TV, one is acutely aware of this duty to oneself. I must restart the 'veggie program' . People with diabetics MUST eat vegetables, that's all there is to it. And I must make an attempt to LOVE others as I go down to get my mail every day. Little does the lady behind the desk realize that she represents my 'person to love' when I ask her sincerely 'how she is'. I have promised myself to walk down to the elevator in order to get my mail every single day for the sake of my knees. Actually it's for my very own sake I'm doing this exercise. This is a 'spiritual truth', youall so mark it well. I am the same as Swami and so I must take care of His poor knees by taking care of my own poor knees. I'm helping and not hurting when I go down to get my mail. I wanted to clarify that.
In the first place I had a great talk with Tara my friend who just returned from Prasanthi. She's just returned with that feeling of frustration we all seem to carry around with us these days. Now she didn't say that and I'm going to get into trouble for 'assigning a feeling' to her but it's such a familiar feeling. I think it is the feeling that we should be DOING something with all the grace we've been given....but what?
So back to the drawing board. We were thinking about a Sai Graduate newsletter before our latest 'health issue' got us sidetracked. My knees object strongly to the fact that I'm ignoring them and they stay 'out stretched' for hours and hours (I won't say how long) while I watch TV. They give me pain and I can't use them even if I wanted to. So I took 'two Aleves' last night before going to bed....which may have woken me up at 2 o'clock.
My mind did turn on and the thoughts were 'rational' for a change.
We should try to do the newsletter. Also got an email from Lad who is sort of our western music person. He gave me a link to some of songs like 'standing on holy ground' which I've always loved.
We (who ever that is.)...we should call ourselves,'Sai Seniors' rather than 'Sai Graduates' because all of us are seniors but maybe not 'graduates'. I know that there have been many times since coming back to the west, when I certainly didn't feel like 'a graduate' of anything
Help ever Hurt never is a good motto no matter who we are or where. Love all Serve all maybe a tad ambitious when one can't bend one's knees. I suppose there isn't much difference. We 'must not hurt anyone not even ourselves' seems like a good way to live. And we must help always to the extinct possible. Goldstein's latest letter makes me feel inadequate to say the least. I don't think I put the letter on the blog but I will today. It keeps using the word, 'clarify' and each time I feel more confused. But He was addressing 'the Org' not this Sai Senior living here in subsidized housing in St. Petersburg.
We must 'help ourselves' in every way possible. When one is a recluse and hardly sees anyone except the TV, one is acutely aware of this duty to oneself. I must restart the 'veggie program' . People with diabetics MUST eat vegetables, that's all there is to it. And I must make an attempt to LOVE others as I go down to get my mail every day. Little does the lady behind the desk realize that she represents my 'person to love' when I ask her sincerely 'how she is'. I have promised myself to walk down to the elevator in order to get my mail every single day for the sake of my knees. Actually it's for my very own sake I'm doing this exercise. This is a 'spiritual truth', youall so mark it well. I am the same as Swami and so I must take care of His poor knees by taking care of my own poor knees. I'm helping and not hurting when I go down to get my mail. I wanted to clarify that.
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