A lecture by a Swami seemed anything but enticing. I was in my late twenties, and swamijis and their involvement with meditation and isolation were not among the interests on my radar. I decided to sit it out.
Friends come in all shapes, sizes and temperaments. They may seem to be birds of your feather, but ruffle those feathers a bit and you might find that each one is different; a product of a mixed bag of conditioning, environment and life’s lessons.