All of a sudden a fat lady with white hair came from behind me and put her hand on my left shoulder. She said, “You look so beautiful today!” I smiled at her. What could I do? She was blessing me.
This lady also has a granddaughter. Both of them sometimes sweep their backyard. Her dog’s name is Pauly. Some years ago she had a fight with another lady on my street, and I took her side. So she and I became friends.
RB 601. 26 August 1982↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 11, Agni Press, 1983
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