Monday, June 27, 2011

And Now....We're Back On Track.



LI train tracks. The end of the North Fork.
As a kid I used to walk these up and down aimlessly.
Walking in between the tracks...I still remember the unevenness of the railroad ties. It never felt comfortable. There was never a good rhythm in your stride.
You're always a half step too fast or a half step too slow. Making the ties awkwardly interrupt your steps.
But now that I'm older, my stride and steps have grown just enough to be able to walk with rhythm. Walk facing straight.

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In search of myself, I flew across the country from New Jersey to Los Angeles. The universe brought me to the gates of an Ashram on top of a mountain. The mother center of Self Realization Fellowship in Mount Washington, CA. One week later I am employed as a tree pruner and gardener at the mother center. The path to finding oneself is a peculiar one. This is a record of my spiritual observations through nature and life while employed as an Ashram Gardener.

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