Personal Love..........................................................................
In 2010 I met a woman who came to Satsang in Los
Angeles. We only saw each other face to face four
times over two years. But there was something about
her that clicked in me instantly--the way she looked at
me. She was very gentle, loving, and surrendered,
instantaneously from the first moment we saw each
other.
I had cancelled Satsang during March because my
mother was ill, and I was afraid I would have to travel
to Phoenix to be with her. Rene had already purchased
her ticket to come to LA, so I decided we could still
meet for lunch and maybe a brief sight seeing trip.
We traveled from Santa Monica to the South Bay
where there is a special deli at Malaga Cove where I
often stopped for lunch.
As we entered Palos Verdes, Rene took out her iPad
and said she wanted me to hear something. It was a
short poem by Rumi, read by a man with a wonderful,
powerful voice.
From the beginning of my life I have been looking
for your face, but today I have seen it. Today I have
seen the charm, the beauty, the unfathomable grace
of the face that I was looking for.