. . . I deeply missed the camels
then I began meditating more and deeper than ever before
and meditation became my new ‘herd’
the camels always told me to meditate more than I did, so I’m sure they approve 🙂
now, life presses into and over the precipice of the known, beyond time and space, leaving everything behind
and each morning, I greet the camels at their watering hole… looking up from their circle… eyes large… welcoming where I dissolve
I am sure the camels miss you also and your extraordinary loving care of them… and then they meet you in Contemplation and all is well… but I do hear them occasionally… ” Stuart! Stuart! Where is our steward??!! “
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