I just had the most amazing experience tonight. I was just finishing my meal at an Indian Restaurant. The gentle waiter with the huge smile asked me if I’d like anything more. I responded I thought I had enough and was ready for my check. And then I smiled at him with an impish grin and asked him if he might have any “Peace of Mind.”
He said: “Yes…” (!!)
I was astounded. For several years now, I have been asking people this question about Peace of Mind from the other side of the Post Office counter, bank counter, hot dog stand, even fast food drive-ins (when no one was behind me impatiently waiting.) No one has ever responded “Yes.” The closest I’ve gotten is a couple of people joking they were sold out already or come back after noon because then it is available.
But tonight, this young waiter (who it turns out is from Bangladesh) told me that he had it. He was serious. I believe he does have it. I could tell by his calmness and incredibly warm smile.
When he told me he had it, I teased a little and asked if it was expensive or maybe free. He said: “Free.” Then I asked him where he got it and he shared he got it from God.
Of all the days for me to find this young man with this incredible rare sense of Peace within himself, it is today. I needed to hear this today. My mind has been racing and fears mounting about my first big radio interview about the Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother book. What am I going to say? How can I explain that I have this strong spiritual connection with Earth Mother and she really is talking with me? Are people going to think I’m whacked? My heart is starting to race just writing these last few sentences.
Tonight I discover this young man who has the Peace of Mind I’d like to have. I could feel his Peace as I drove home from the restaurant. Though the feeling started to dissipate the farther I got from the restaurant and the more my hyperactive mind started gearing up again.
It struck me not only do I want the Peace of Mind this waiter has but I want Peace of Womb. For all of my angst thoughts settle into my wombspace area and sit there like a little beehive that’s gotten into a gnarled knot of bees. That’s primarily what gave me the enlarged lymph nodes (lymphoma) that I was diagnosed with about eighteen months ago. The good news is that the beehive has calmed down a lot and I’m better thanks to some good healers, herbs, and lots of emotional work. But, wow. To have Peace of Mind and Peace of Womb. That is the ultimate goal for me with my racecourse of a mind and maelstrom of emotions that can spin around my belly area.
Of course, if I had Peace of Mind, then I wouldn’t have the beehive that’s on steroids in my belly. I’d have calmness through my whole body. It would be as if I was a slow still river of beautiful clear water with no contamination, nor tossed tires in the middle obstructing flow, not even ripples. Just a calm even flow of pristine water. Ah… now as I write this, I feel more like this flow of beautiful pure river water. The power of writing and imagery. The power of affirmations, actually.
I wrote down the link for my first book on the back of one of my business cards, If I gave you God’s phone number…. Searching for Spirituality in America, and gave it to this young man it. Of course, he already has God’s phone number. I can tell. He’s one of the ones who does. Maybe I should have gone to Bangladesh to do my interviews for that book. Maybe most of the people there have Peace of Mind in the midst of their god-awful economic conditions and environmental challenges.
The young man is Moslem. I gave him a big tip and told him that if I had a lot of money, I would have given him a huge, huge tip because what he shared with him with his God-given smile was beyond value.
He said he’d call me after he gets off work tonight. We may discuss his Peace of Mind more. In the meantime, I’m going to think about that calm still river. I’m sacking the bees.