What do I think? Maybe it’s the wrong question. What does my heart want? My heart. What did Mother tell me to do when I had a decision to make? The words came back.
“Rama, sit properly, clear your mind, and meditate.”
Rama placed a pillow on the floor and sat on it with her legs crossed. She breathed deeply. Slowly her mind emptied. She visualized the light of her heart. An hour later, Rama’s breathing returned to normal. Right or wrong, she knew what she would do. Rama stood, returned the pillow to its place on the bed, and sat at the dressing table by the window. If she wrote the message now she could send it tonight.
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