“No one knows what path you should follow except yourself. You are your own wise teacher. You are your own Guru.”

“Your life is not a personal story.”

“My angel, my heart, love is your protection.”

“My tears stopped flowing, and a warmth spread through me. In my inner stillness, the answer found me “ you are the same person you have always been but never dared to see.”

“What’s an Ashram?” he asked, blankly. Misunderstanding my hesitation, his face lit up in comprehension. Winking slyly, he asked, “Is it a place you go to smoke weed and have lots of sex?”

“I had made the vital realisation that my life was a series of events in which one merely had to keep on putting one foot in front of the other”

“I did not know that I was deep in the throes of fighting my shadow; my shadow being reflected in all those things around me, distracting me from the true problem, and blinding me to myself.”