I meet her Standing in line for an Amma darshan She has a beautiful smile Which brings her entire being alive Her radiance lights up from the inside As most of us spiritual freaky people Tend to do
She’s a middle-aged heiress Everything she has wanted She has had Except for peace within Except for stillness within Except for purpose
She tells me about her conversation With her guru She speaks about this as if it happened It’s never clear to me if it did or not Yet in her head It clearly did
She tells me that her guru Told her that In order to surrender She must marry The next man who proposes to her
I interrupt her story Laughing a bit I mean How many marriage proposals does a girl get? I’ve never had one
“Oh men ask me to marry them all the time.” She answers I suppose it’s different When you’re a beautiful heiress Living in Malibu
She continues with her story She went out on a first date With a “cigar smoking, scotch drinking Wealthy punjabi man. He proposed on the second date. I accepted. I fly to India next week for the wedding.”
She says all this as if She is telling me about a normal event As if everyone out there Marries strangers after In-the-head conversations with their guru
I flip out My heart starts to pound I want to cry I want to be held I want to run away Except there is no where to run
How have I allowed myself To step so far away from consensus reality? Instead of being an eccentric professor I’m now here wrapped in white Waiting for a hug from an Indian saint Hearing about a path of surrender That makes me feel we’re all insane
I wish her all the best I hug her Then walk quickly away To a corner Surrounded by mystical crowds I curl up on the floor and sob I sob like the world ended As for me It did
As I deeply know That we must all touch insanity And push beyond insanity In order to surrender our ego In order to surrender our limited view of ourselves In order to live here As we’re meant to live.
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