I have come to realize that through loss we are given a gift. A rare opportunity to connect with latent emotional truths. A temporary respite from the programmed politeness of everyday life.
It has been quite a journey for me .. For all of us.
From the 8,000 course to the IA Course.
From the early laughter emanating from Maharishi’s blissful eyes To his final journey on the Ganges
I myself leave a public life for a more private existence.
Neither happier nor sadder for the change.
I was a child of the store, it taught me and I grew.
The many people I interacted with daily were my spiritual gurus..
Now the time has come to break free and experience my independence.
To release the cord.
To put what I have learned to some yet unforeseen purpose.
Who I thought I was turned out to be just a name
Someone's whose likeness I will never meet again
The leaving of that belief can be at times disorienting.
I am learning to adjust to new realities.
To have been able to run an independent bookstore for 27 years in small town Iowa
speaks highly of the quality and priorities of the town's residents.
Thank you for giving me this gift.., a gift that cannot be fully repaid.
Thinking back I never chose to open a bookstore, it happened and gave my life many blessings.
I also never chose to close the store, it happened and I expect it will give my life many blessings.