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Be Aware When Going to Whole Foods



This morning I stopped by Whole Foods in Chapel Hill for breakfast. I don’t stop there often anymore but this morning I was there…again. As I sat down I remembered being at that same spot on September 11, 2001 and hearing about the 9/11 attacks for the first time. 

Today it was another surprise. I was reading the news on my iPad and came across an article announcing the death of Ram Dass. I was not shocked by the news but really shocked by my response. I felt a deep sense of loss, as if I had lost a close friend. Fortunately, I was alone and could allow myself a few moments to feel the emotion. I found the Ram Dass Facebook page where thousands of people were commenting. I added mine, hoping this simple act might matter to someone. I wrote:

After hearing Ram Dass speak in 1971 my life was never the same. I sense his Being...here…Now.


Comments

For me there is my Taoist way of loss and gain......when "Be Here Now" came out I was in my brash and obnoxious way having none of it. It was a square paperback with pictures.......I can remember sneeringly dismissing it after reading a few pages and looking at the drawn images.......really had no idea who the author was and at the time did not care........

I should look at it again because I am not so knee "Jerk" dismissive these days.....do not need to tell "my" whole story here......but will say am a lot more appreciative of people who give there lives, being moral compasses for others, devoting themselves to showing all of us how to be better humans.

Thanks Michael

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