March 12, 2004
Swimming in the Karmic Stream
Yesterday there was a call on my machine from a woman, looking for a man with whom I once shared space. (Sitting together space, not living together space.) Though we are fond of one another, we don't often cross paths these days. I hadn't spoken to him in a least a year.
I called him to let him know about the message. Unexpectedly, when he heard my voice on his machine, he picked up the phone and said he had something great to tell me about. He's into neuropsych, strokes, ADD etc. I said, "I know what it is, Journey to the Wild Divine ". He didn't seem surprized that I guessed, but I was.
He says he uses it before he goes to bed every night. He thinks it improves his life, it's infinitely fascinating, and he loves it. He has a distributor discount number, which I failed to take down because I thought I could buy it for $129, and it's $159. As soon as I get that number, I'm ordering two, one for me and one for a present.
I think I will have to buy a laptop upon which to play the Wild Divine. It will probably be good to have one anyway, in order to capture all the inspired thoughts I have during the day. Now I will be able to talk on my cellie, listen to Abraham-Hicks , drink coffee, yogic breathe and blog at traffic lights. It's called spiritual efficiency.