A force of light...

I'm  going to have to give up my room where I'm staying.

 

I can't afford to pay $700 a month when my income is $0. I'm not very good at maths but I know that doesn't work out. My friend has said I can stay on her couch until I get on my feet Allah bless her! She is Iranian, has traveled India and does yoga, so immediately we had a connection. She is studying Ayurveda in a small, out-of-the-way school slap bang in the middle of Beverly Hills. Such a natural and exotic art being practiced in such a modern, opulently manicured environment! When I sometimes drop her off there to go study this ancient technique of healing I can't help but smile to myself at it's contrast to the place in which it is being taught.

It is as though a force of light is holding firm deep within the bowels of this modern darkness of consumerism and commercialism and is working it's magic in the very eye of the storm! Marvelous!! I respect her very much. She hates it here and yet it's a five-year course! She endures being away from her family in a place that repels her because she's following her dream. A bit like me I suppose! But I have traveled a great deal and spent time in many places on this earth and have come to realise that it doesn't REALLY matter so much where you go. No matter where you think you're escaping to your discontent will follow you and catch up with you. It's inside you see. It's like a shadow. It can't help but follow you. You created it! The only way to deal with it is to face it. To find a still, quiet place and take the time to look deep into it's eyes and meet it. And when you shine your light into it you'll laugh at what you find because you'll realise you yourself gave it it's power many moons ago.
So I'll stay here and follow my goal. Los Angeles may be gaudy, uncultured, ostentatious, polluted, and crammed with people trying to do the same thing as me! But it's as good a place as any!