I recalled finding myself on a night walk in a gentle rain over a year ago in New York. Why I went down one street and not another is fun to ponder. Maybe the street seemed wider and calmer when I try to hone in on my wandering ways between phone calls or finding my way home again after a 15-minute jaunt. I happened to see a piece of paper on the sidewalk, getting flattened by the rain but I thought to pick it up. Was it because there was a photo of Sri Chinmoy on it? I don't think there was but some flyers I've seen since have that.
It did announce a free meditation series once I peeled it
