Om Shanti

We have most amazing little Indian man (who amazingly enough is shorter than me) who is so adorable. He has this cute huge belly, which most yogis tend to have. They say the wisdom lies in the belly but the truth is that they do so much bloody breathing exercises that they expand the darn thing and it never quite recuperates. Can relieve you by saying that breathing has not yet had that effect on me as it has only been a month. We will see in ten years. Anyway, back to priest and stop sidetracking (but oh how I love sidetracking). Priest is lovely and he lives in Swamijis house that I clean every day. As he has heard me and Ruth  sing at the top of our lungs whilst cleaning, and knows how much I miss her (am now cleaning alone, singing alone, laughing and crying alone, during day and Ruth alone during night. But make sure to drop by once to pop head in and  sing at least two verses of Govinda Jaya Jaya, Gopala Jaya Jaya). So today he gave me a huge smile when I arrived and started chanting the Maha Mantra (hare Krishna) forme at the top of his lungs. So we chanted together for half an hour while he was cooking and I was washing up. He is sooo cute. My new best friend, after Radha, and my dormgirlies, and Ruth, and Jeffrey....oh who needs lists anyway