September 16/17
Fate smiled on me when I scheduled
my visits
to Tulsa and Little Rock for early
September,
and arrived at my mother's home for
a nine-day
visit on September 10. It being her
wont
to watch the televised morning news,
she
& I were staring at the fire in
the first
tower when the second plane hit - after
which
there was nothing to do for the rest
of the
morning but be swept up in the national
distress.
How tragic it is that the Taleban,
and Osama
bin Laden himself, are actually offspring
of the USA, products of our proxy state
Pakistan,
fighters we thought we could "use"
to afflict the Soviet Union. How appalling
that we showered Saddam Hussein with
money,
arms, and advisors during the Iran-Iraq
war,
and that we support repressive regimes
around
the world even now. How disappointing
that
we continue to search for a military
solution
to wars that cannot be won militarily.
How
sad that there is truth in the quip,
"the
reason they hate us so much is that
we have
no idea why they hate us so much."
Our world is changed now, and with
change
comes opportunity. The best way for
us to
guarantee a terrorist-free future is
to take
advantage of this moment to lay the
foundation
for a more equitable world. May it
be so!
September 1/2
The last two weeks of August found
me in
Utah, at an elevation of 9300', at
the Inner
Harmony Retreat Center. The first of
these
two weeks was a retreat that I co-led
with
Krishna Das, a disciple of Neem Karoli
Baba
who relishes singing the praises of
the divine.
A fine time was had by all that week,
as
also the next week, when I was student
rather
than teacher, studying yoga with John
Friend.
One day of each week was dedicated
to hikes
in the spectacular Zion National Park.
Week
One I walked up the steep path to Angel's
Landing, whose peak offers a panoramic
view
of the valley (including the Park Service
shuttle bus that selected that day
and time
to burst into flames and burn to the
ground).
Week Two I hiked The Narrows, the slender
canyon of the Virgin River, a far cooler
trek than that to Angel's Landing,
given
that for much of the length of The
Narrows
the actual walking is done in the river's
bed. After each hike the hot springs
beckoned,
the springs snuggled up against the
Virgin,
the hot water cascading into its chilly
torrent.
Add to this the giant double rainbow
that
graced the sky one late Inner Harmony
afternoon,
the electrical storm that literally
had my
hair standing on end, the nearby hikes
(especially
to the ponderosa pines of the Twisted
Forest),
and the result was a uniquely satisfying
experience. Jai Bajarangabali!