It was a pleasant surprise to find out that it was not a typical and complicated "shrink" talk. Rather, Dr. Krishna's message was simple; slow down, calm down and start enjoying the moment.
In my slowing down moment I came upon this poem of Rumi, I have read it before but it did not stir me up the way it did now. Since all good things should be shared with family and friends, here it is, who knows it may stir you up too:
He Took Me Under His Arm
I was dead, but came back to life.
I was the cry, but I became the smile.
Love came and turned me
into everlasting glory.
Here’s how it happened:
He said to me, “You don’t belong in this house.
You’re not nearly crazy enough.”
I went and became raving mad
and bound myself in chains.
He said to me, “You are not drunk. Get lost.
You’re not from this land.”
I went and got pie-eyed drunk
and filled my life with music and dance.
He said to me, “You’ve never annihilated yourself
so music and dance can’t touch you.”
I passed out of myself right in front of him
and fell to the ground.
He said to me, “You’re a sensible, learned man,
full of reflections and opinions.”
I became a silly fool
and cut myself off from people.
He said to me, “You’re a candle,
The light to these people.”
I gave them all up.
I became smoke and spread myself around.
He said to me, “You’re the Sheikh, the head
the one who walks at the front, the guide.”
I told him I’m neither Sheikh nor guide.
I’m the follower of your order.
He said to me, “You have arms and wings.
I don’t give anything to you.”
I told him that I desire his wings so that
I can cut mine.
His glory then spoke to me and said,
“Don’t give up now, you’re almost there.
I’ll soon grant you the favor you seek
and come to you.”
And so he said to me, “O old love of mine
Don’t ever get out from under my arm.”
And I said, “Yes,” and I stayed there.