There was a guy

He was a surfer from california

Long hair

All dressed in Indian clothes

Beard

Beads

I figured that’s the person I would go to India with

He said that he was going to take a walking trip in India

What the hell

So we started on our walking trip

My feet burned

He said “my guru is up in the hills”

So I decided to go up to the mountains with him

And I didn’t believe in gurus

The night before we were to arrive at the guru

We had stayed at a house

And I got up to go to the bathroom

And I went outside and the stars were magnificent

It was the first time I had thought about my mother

She had died six months before

She was a soul

I got inside his house and I hadn’t told anybody about this

And then the next day we drove on to the guru

Up on that hill he said “the guru is there on the hill”

What was at the top of that hill

And then it was a long, long path to a meadow

In the meadow there were 20 or 30 people

All dressed in white around a central figure

An old man

With a blanket over his shoulder

And my mind said to me “this is a cult”

I won’t go any farther

So the old man pointed at me

And he said, “you were thinking about your mother last night”

It was a miracle

I didn’t tell anybody about that

Just me

He’s privy to my mind

My mind was blown by that miracle

I was thinking my gosh he knows my mind

Wow

And I started to think about the thoughts that I had, that I wouldn’t want Anybody to know

And I looked up at him

And he is looking at me with such love

Unconditional love

He was loving me

With my thoughts

With all of the stuff

I never had unconditional love

That moment I loved everybody

When I looked into his eyes

I loved everybody

Including me

From then on

My life was just love, love, love, love

From then on

I was identified with my soul