Yogi Bhajan, An Outpouring of Boring

Sat Nam Dear Family, 

It was October, 1988.  I was sitting in a shop in Beverly Hills with the Siri Singh Sahib, Yogi Bhajan, as was our custom.  We spent many afternoons there drinking tea, eating Armenian sweets, and talking.  The Siri Singh Sahib Ji was treated like a king by the jovial and charismatic owner, Jerry-so his environment was settled.  Yogi Bhajan sat and ruled from a beautiful 18th century, Louis XIV style desk and chair at the rear of the store. Which reminds me--I should call Jerry and have him put aside the chair for the museum.  It’s from that chair that many of the stories in the Siri Singh Sahib’s lectures began.

Anyway, we met people from all over the world there; billionaires, film stars, starlets, wannabes, etc.  On that particular day, a man who frequented the store came rushing in to see Yogi Ji.  We had seen him many times.  He was always very anxious to see the Master, and asked him the same question he asked every time we saw him.

Driving home, I mentioned to Yogi Ji how hard-headed and ill-mannered it was that this man couldn't hear or wouldn't listen and just kept demanding to be heard, asking the same thing over and over. He turned to me and said, “Everyone’s a fool to God, but He keeps giving.”  I shut up and kept driving.   

Stay Tuned, 

M.S.S. Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa

Chief of Protocol

Sikh Dharma

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