On my usual (and almost last) early morning walk with Arunachala today there were some tears. The tears are from love for Arunachala, and the life we have had in its embrace. When we love it is a time when the ego-wall breaks and expands to include someone (or something) else. The more that is included within one’s sense of self the more holy it is.
Two sadhus that I have known for a long time blessed me this morning, knowing that I am going. They blessed my children and grandchildren as well.
I have walked Arunachala maybe 2000 times since we came here. I will miss it deeply. Most of the time our two dogs have walked with me. (They will be well cared for after we leave, but I will surely miss them, too. They have been great Arunachala friends.)
Goodbye Arunachala. But how can it be goodbye when You are always in my heart?