Awkward
I can’t boast to have walked
today. I can’t even brag that I have
spread out my arms, flapped them and took off in a flight. Flying I did but by way of sitting in an
aircraft, Caribbean Airlines, destination Trinidad .
It was an awkward sit. I was in seat 9B. A father and his teenage daughter were in A
and C. That meant I was in-between them.
Before we had actually settled in I suggested that they sit together as I could
see they were karmicly linked, by blood.
The father declined the offer.
“No, I would rather take the aisle seat.”
“Okay, this should be
interesting.” I thought, “Maybe they are
a little ticked off with each other.”
That clearly wasn’t the
case. Between the computer works each
one of them was doing at their individual seats, they did have fairly amiable
communication while I was in the middle.
I leaned far enough against my chair in order that they would see each
other. At least twice I leaned to the
extreme forward position in order that they maintain a conversation while I
would stretch and re-position.
It was interesting. I had to maintain a neutral disposition in
all of this. After the six hour flight
and landing in Port of Spain
“One who neither rejoices nor
grieves, who neither laments nor desires and who renounces both auspicious and
inauspicious things- such a devotee is very dear to me.”
May the Source be with you!
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