“You know, Joey,” I began. “None of these lessons are exactly easy. It could take me years of practice to master even one of them.”
Joey opened the cupboard above the kitchen counter. Dozens of kinds of herbal teas. He opened his eyes wide, and whistled. “What kind of tea do you want?”
“Whatever. Whatever you are having.”
“I mean we have habits that have lasted all our lives, habits like judgment and fear.”
Joey wasn’t listening. He had found a little bottle among the tea, and was eyeing it with rapt curiosity.
“Vitamin C. One thousand milligrams.”
“It’s all very well to go out into a field, with a teacher there to remind you, and to have an insight of how things could be, but what about daily life? What about the market place?”
“Made from organically grown rosehips,” Joey went on.
“Joey, I just don’t feel it is enough. Are you expecting me to master all this stuff you’re showing me overnight? Just because I get it once?”
“Patented time-release formula. What’s that mean anyway?”
I was feeling impatient. “It means that you take a big dose in one shot, and they’ve figured out some clever way so that it slowly absorbs into your system.”
“Ah,” said Joey. “Yes. That’s the idea.”
He twinkled, and put a large handful in his mouth.
Excerpt from Arjuna’s new novel, The Last Laugh. Buy your copy here.
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