Today I was down and out because of too much work, kid-raising contemplation, -20 degree weather and overall confusion. Story of my life...
Stepping out of my taxi cab to my kids' parent-teacher meeting, the driver handed me two DVD's by his guru. On the way I had already wondered why this grey-haired man listened to meditative music in his Mercedes Benz.
My cynicism against people pushing their beliefs runs deep. However, this time I was in a low down Gram Parsons style country music state of mind and was flabbergasted by the fact that this taxi driver was much more than just that. Maybe he is my boddhisattva or whatever they may call demiurgs in his mental home.
Tomorrow I will be traveling to Davos following the philosopher Pekka Himanen on his trip to the World Economic Forum. I have an idea what I need to do there but I don't have a clue why it's me whose accompanying him.
One thing I know, though, is that true things may sometimes grow from odd grounds. And on my trip closer to the sky I will be listening to this cab driver's gift. Who knows, maybe I find the truth up there!