I woke up at 4:42 this morning.
No sounds from next door woke me.
Just me woke me.
This room is impenetrable.
And it has hot water.
And toiletries, and big fluffy towels.
But it lacks story.
The other room at the Shady Oaks had story.
And story is important to me.
It’s my life.
The people yesterday at the Thanksgiving lunch were so generous and kind to us – Jennifer and me and Rachit.
Rachit is a wonderful young man.
He’s quiet and respectful and he emanates such a gentle calm energy.
And his observations are always incredibly insightful.
He will often give me a perspective I’d not considered.
Joni Patry, the Dallas Vedic Astrologer, is heaven sent.
She’s taken it upon herself, within her own very busy schedule, to help me get my film made.
She believes in it whole-heartedly.
The cosmic rays have put us together for this endeavour, I have no doubt.
And for that I’m incredibly grateful.
I’m finding that Texans are very warm and friendly people.
I love Dallas.
I asked Jennifer yesterday if she could live in Dallas for eleven years, which is the period the Indian astrologer said would be most beneficial for my cosmic rays.
And she said yes.
She said she loved Dallas. And she could happily live here for eleven years.
Some people said to me, before I left Australia, that they pitied me having to spend time in Dallas. Someone even called it a “boring, ugly, and hideous place.”
I don’t know how they can say that.
For a start it’s not ugly. It has to have one of the most spectacular skylines I’ve ever seen.
The architecture of some of the buildings downtown is simply breathtaking.
And the wealthy suburbs I drove through yesterday were as beautiful as any in Beverly Hills or Bel Air.
But I also find incredible beauty in the poor parts of town. The places some of you might call hideous.
I find not only aesthetic beauty in these places, but beauty in the human spirit.
Yesterday, Thanksgiving Day, we had breakfast in one of these poor parts of town – in a Mexican taco joint where a full breakfast costs $4.95.
Across the road, a cafe called Norma’s Cafe was offering free food to anyone who turned up. There were lines around the block. Hundreds of people, most of them Mexican.
Families came with cardboard cartons for the food that was being given away.
What generosity of spirit.
I see beauty in that.
It’s now Day 6 – Black Friday in America.
Black Friday is the post Thanksgiving shopping day, when all the stores give big discounts and everyone goes on a shopping binge.
Like the Boxing Day sales in Australia.
Evidently it’s a mad scramble to pick up bargains.
Really, it’s fear.
Fear of missing out.
Fear of lack.
But there’s no lack.
We all have everything we need.
And if we don’t, it will come.
It will come faster to those of us that don’t act out of fear.
I know that.