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work on the book, my mother’s insecurity, and problems about terrorism and the impending war. Through the confusion we could see the bright light of Swami’s love gently aracting us.
Aer five days I asked Sharon to sit with me for one last aempt at solving this dilemma. I closed my eyes and in a meditative moment saw Arjuna and Krishna in the middle of the balefield. Arjuna was completely bewildered and unable to act. I could see Krishna forcefully command, “Pick up your bow and fight.” “Sharon, we must go if Swami allows,” I said. Then by Swami’s grace we got tickets to leave the next day without penalty. Aer the unexpected change in plans came the rallying of our group, the hectic repacking, and the dash to the airport. We le on this trip
five days later than expected and would extend the trip five days. Swami says, “Love my uncertainty.”
Here was a real lesson in
the inexplicability of Swami.
A year before while I was
sitting on the porch of the
temple, Swami approached
to within 10 feet and mouthed
the words “the doctor,” without actually saying the words. I didn’t know what Swami meant and just tried to love his uncertainty. An hour later, aer the singing and when I rose to leave, three Indian doctors approached asking if I would meet with an American cardiologist who had just arrived. This was my first contact with Dr. Gradman, who must have been the doctor Swami had referred to. The meeting was very brief, and I wondered why it was so seemingly uneventful.
Now a year had passed and on the day that we had initially planned to leave the ashram, two Indian doctors requested that I meet an American doctor who had just arrived. He was Dr. Alan Gradman, Chief of Cardiology at a large hospital in
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