Photo by on On my first Indian spiritual quest, I stayed in numerous ashrams throughout the country.In brutal Tamil Nadu summer (with temperatures raging daily 40+C, sans A/C), upon returning to my room from being out on the ashram grounds, I’d rip off clothing, dive in a cold shower, and collapse horizontally and scantily clad.The sole other guest at the time, a Spanish woman, did likewise. We sweat and withered.One morning, while engaged in my kitchen seva, I commented to Father John (the ashram combined Christian/Catholic and Hindu faiths) how pleasant that it was a cooler day.“Hot, cool, it’s all good,” he commented with delightful humor.That was one of numerous incredibly invaluable lessons learned during my five months in India.
Why do we complain incessantly? Why do we find fault so easily? Why do we focus on the negatives?
