Why the meek shall enter first
New Orleans has always been a third world country, it’s the reason why I love it so much. But when Katrina hit and knocked this city to its knees, most everyone thought we were done for. An ex-inlaw wrote me a nasty email about how stupid it is for anyone to live in New Orleans – this from someone in California (karma). And yet, we not only rebuilt this city, our lives, and our spirit, we have come back so much stronger – we have a new mayor, we have a Superbowl team, we have the best Jazz Festival and Carnival in the world. We have it all.
One thing that is happening here in this epicenter of the world is that we are attracting a lot of yogis and wantabe yogis. You ask why is that? It is that because we were a city in need of a whole lot of healing, and we had a catastrophe that shook us to our core, and we rose like a Phoenix from the ashes and we are now living the dream. While the rest of the world is stumbling under the weight of corporate greed and banker blindsides, we’re standing on our own two feet down here, albeit a couple of inches off the ground because of the Saints.
My gardener told me that he touched the trophy. He had tears in his eyes when he told me this.