The One Is Indivisible
The Truth Is The Whole
I got my wife and I alone in a big house on a many-section spread north of Roswell. Cattle and sheep. I was the titular manager. Crew were Mexican, large, pretty much all family, probably most if not all illegal, had been there for some years. After two weeks of ranch work wherein the crew pelted me with rocks and other pleasantries, I awoke one morning to find my company truck, my wife’s and my only transpo, gone.
This is miles of desert far out on dirt roads. No phones, only radio comms at the crew foreman’s house, many miles from ours. We were immobile and incommunicado.
As I finished shaving, I looked in the mirror and said, Lord, we need help!!! Not five seconds later there was a knock on the front door. My wife opened the door and was greeted by an American who she found ran the county’s road grader, which he left idling nearby. He said he heard someone was living here and had come by to welcome us and invite us to coffee with him and his wife. They lived some miles away, off the ranch.
My wife explained our situation to him as I came into the room where they were, after I dried the sink and hung the towels. He said he understood and that we were in extreme danger and that he had to get us out immediately. He called his wife with the radio in his grader and told her to pick us up immediately and transport us to my uncle, who commended my wife and me to this nightmare, in Roswell, a hundred or more miles south.
The man’s wife arrived in about 30 minutes and took us out with just our suitcases and just as we could see a dust plume on the road approaching the house from the direction of the Mexicans’ lodgings.
AtlDDS to David R. Graham
David, did you ask why this position was open when you took the job? Like what happened to the last ranch manager?
Glad for you and yours that the nice government worker came along. Rare that you hear those three words next to each other in the same sentence.
David R. Graham to AtlDDS
Nope, I was a dope, I trusted my uncle. That did not happen twice. Wife and I got back to CA, barely, worked thoroughbred farms as before, then moved to driving public transit, first a small system, then a very large one, both retired from that as well as successfully homeschooling three. Pursued my studies withal. Lesson learned. My wife remained devoted throughout, my real and only wealth.
Max Cossack to AtlDDS
So he actually was from the government and he actually was there to help (per Ronald Reagan)!
When rains pour on mountain peaks and water hurries down the sides, no river emerges therefrom! However, when waters flow in a single direction, then first a brook is formed, which later becomes a stream, possibly a torrent, and finally a flooded river. Now the rains reach the sea. So, water that runs in one direction reaches the sea but water that flows in four directions, soaks in and is lost. Mental tendencies (samskaras) are like this. Of what use are they if they merely come and go, one way today and another way tomorrow? Use your hands to perform good deeds. Chant the Lord’s name during the practice of one’s duty (swadharma). With hands busy in selfless service (seva), let your mind be engrossed in namasmarana. The holy stream of good inborn desires must flow full and steady along the fields of holy thoughts and finally abide in the great ocean of bliss at the moment of death. Worthy indeed is the one who attains this goal!
Sathya Sai Baba – Prema Vahini, Chapter 28 / Daily Email, Sai Inspires: Subscription
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