Jaggery or Gur
I have been reluctant to write down the “stories” of my life because frankly, I think they would be boring to anyone else who reads them. My friend Daphne has consistently encouraged me to write about my life and I continue to resist. I continue to say, “nope...my life is boring.” Daphne herself is an excellent writer so I will take her advice and start with this one single story. A friend of mine wrote to me recently asking questions about a rather miraculous “treatment” I had undergone when we were both in India back in 1996. A friend of hers is dealing with terrible back pain and she thought of my situation where I went from being unable to walk to no pain and walking the next day. She was wondering if I could recall the “treatment” I underwent all those years ago. It’s a pretty unusual story so here it goes. To tell the story right, I have to give a little bit of background on how I, a 25-year-old from Oregon got myself to India. I have never been one to shy away from a new exp...