Wednesday, September 01, 2004

So many loose ends

I want to call them loose ends, but in reality, it is my life; Someone to watch the house, take care of the dogs, feed the birds, get the mail, evacuate the hard drive in case of forest fire, some way to pay the bills (Carolyn and I have taken unpaid volunteer positions.). This is just the home front.

There is also InnerWorks. Fortunately we have strong partners there; Didar and Sat Nam, Andrea to manage Pilates, solid instructors and yoga teachers, loyal clients and students. Still, there is the teaching schedule, the marketing flyers, the new software, new teachers, dear Anu (the Ayurvedic Physician), our city and college partners; so much to coordinate; so much to trust in the hands of the Divine.

That is what it comes down to isn't it, trusting the Divine. It certainly makes no sense in any practical or logical way that I was taught to think about things.

I felt called to go, moved to tears by the simple question, "Can you go to Amritsar to help set up and provide services in a drug treatment program? It will return to India the sacred teachings that were brought from India to the West by Yogi Bhajan. Can you take 3 months to be the clinical director, to help build a program around kundalini Yoga, Meditation, Diet, massage, hydrotherapy, herbs and Humanology? Will you help us begin to meet the horrific substance abuse problem in India?"

With tears in my eyes, the voice in my head said this is the call you have been waiting for. Makes no sense, but I couldnt say "No".

So now, I'm in the midst of working out the details. (I have such an ego, still thinking that I am working out the details.) Andrea was ready to take over the management of Pilates. Brandi dropped out of the heavens to look after house and dogs, Alicia (another Godsend) has been helping us manage the money, a phone call out of the blue (ethers :)) tells Carolyn that she has inherited some money (tickets paid for). One by one, Divine Spirit began to arrange our affairs in a way that allows us to go.

"Makes no sense." "Can't say No." ...begins to sound like some old blues song.

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