Exceptional... Life in 5 Chapters... Simona

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I was tired from so many challenges regarding my mom's situation...long story...I felt to

go deep into the core of my being where God-Baba is...I have on the computer screen one of

very unusual pictures of Swami...it is more the shape of his form...red mixed with silver light on the bottom,

his hair like a spot ...the only thing you can really see are his hands up facing the person who looks at the screen

giving darshan...I sit with my spine straight and I connected with Swami's flow...I was on another dimension keep

coming back and forth...at one point so much love filled my whole being that tears came out from my human

eyes...after that I opened granny Maria email( she is Swami's devotee) and the message was so powerful that even

I am so relaxed that I hardly can write, I decided to pass on to all of you... I never met this lady in person...just

through pictures humanly speaking but we are so connected in spirit like I am with so may of you that I did not

meet physically speaking yet...she is 79 yrs old...she has 3 kids...the youngest 58 and they don't help her at all

being to busy with their lives...at 79 she is going to India by herself...read the message..while I was deep into

meditation I saw a light in the shape of Mother Mary and the granny name who emailed me this message is

Maria...Sai Ram, Simona

 

 

 

 

This is the only way we learn! It repeats until we do it!

 

Life in Five Short Chapters

 

CHAPTER 1

 

I walk down the street.

There's a deep hole in the sidewalk.

And I fall in.

I am lost. I am helpless. It isn't my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.

 

CHAPTER 2

 

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again.

I can't believe I am in the same place.

But it isn't my fault.

It takes a long time to get out.

 

CHAPTER 3

 

I walk down the same street and there is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I see it there, and still I fall in.

It's a habit.

But my eyes are open and I know where I am.

It is my fault and I get out immediately.

 

CHAPTER 4

 

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.

 

CHAPTER 5

 

I walk down a different street.

 

By Portia Nelson