As we enter the post-Covid era, I’m back on the road. Well, more specifically in the air, flying from one terminal to another, making a small attempt to share spiritual inspiration in the urban jungle. On a recent flight to Cairo I managed to secure the sought-after emergency seat (when you’re over 6ft tall that’s a big deal!). Unfortunately, every perk comes at a price. Emergency seats tend to be where new-born babies also hang out… and often they’re loud, crying, distressed babies! Today was one of those days - all the leg room in the world, but a screaming backing track to accompany it. This flight was going to require some mind control.
So much wisdom from a cry of a baby !!
Thank you Swami.