The Interrupting OM
A Story of Swami Sita; An Old Memory Brings New Sanity!
I stood in the kitchen, one chilly spring afternoon all stressed out as my mind was running a log of hysterical problems. Just then, an old story that rested in the far recesses of my mind was abruptly brought to the forefront when I whispered to myself, “I think I need an interrupting Om.”
An interrupting Om? Where in the world did I get that from, I wondered? It did not come from the kids or the husband? Then I remembered! Swami Sita and her interrupting OM!
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