Dear Friends of SRM,
I read somewhere or once dreamed a dream where I was all put out because I thought life was to be nothing but joyful...can anyone relate? Waking up from the dream or remembering the story... became a bummer because I had to dive into my work which was messy and dirty! It did not have the look of Joy at all... What happened next shocked me...the work I was called to do brought me joy... and peace and I felt loved... Imagine that!