The English tenacity has admirable expression in a spiritual
relationship. The London yoga students loyally organized themselves,
after my departure, into a Self-Realization Fellowship center,
holding their meditation meetings weekly throughout the bitter war
years.
Unforgettable weeks in England; days of sight-seeing in London,
then over the beautiful countryside. Mr. Wright and I summoned the
trusty Ford to visit the birthplaces and tombs of the great poets
and heroes of British history.
Our little party sailed from Southampton for America in late October
on the BREMEN. The majestic Statue of Liberty in New York harbor
brought a joyous emotional gulp not only to the throats of Miss
Bletch and Mr. Wright, but to my own.
The Ford, a bit battered from struggles with ancient soils, was
still puissant; it now took in its stride the transcontinental trip
to California. In late 1936, lo! Mount Washington.
The year-end holidays are celebrated annually at the Los Angeles
center with an eight-hour group meditation on December 24th
(Spiritual Christmas), followed the next day by a banquet (Social
Christmas). The festivities this year were augmented by the presence
of dear friends and students from distant cities who had arrived
to welcome home the three world travelers.
The Christmas Day feast included delicacies brought fifteen thousand
miles for this glad occasion: GUCCHI mushrooms from Kashmir, canned
RASAGULLA and mango pulp, PAPAR biscuits, and an oil of the Indian
KEORA flower which flavored our ice cream.
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