I happened to be reading in one of the smaller meditation rooms, so I felt the overwhelming desire to pranam, thank God for being, for getting me to this point of clarity, for leading me to the feet of a Spiritual Master, and for uncovering the unwavering, inner knowing that there is a path. The tears were on hand and I felt such a relief to finally understand what I was committing to even if I didn't know how it was going to manifest.
The escalator has been an underlying, movement that has been silently and blindly stewarding me along a hidden path. There was no stopping, but where was it going? A question I have asked for almost 30 years.