So I'm driving my car last week, when I noticed that every time I accelerated or turned a corner, I would hear the sound of a tiny bell ringing. I soon discovered that I had left two of my meditation bells on the back seat floorboard. By chance, they were just close enough to each other to make contact when the car moved forward or back, left or right. The bells became a little reminder to become mindful while driving. As Kathy said, it was like a little call from the universe saying, "Wake up!"
One of these days, I suppose, I'm going to have to remove them from the car. Or maybe I'll try to figure out a way to make them permanent.
Blessings,
Roger
Monday, September 13, 2010
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