CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The Timeless Secret of
Lifelong Happiness
When I admire the wonder of a sunset or the beauty
of the moon, my soul expands in worship of the Creator.
Mahatma Gandhi
It had been over twelve hours since Julian had arrived at my
house the night before to share the wisdom he had gathered in
Sivana. Those twelve hours were, without a doubt, the most
important of my life. All at once, I was feeling exhilarated,
motivated and, yes, even liberated. Julian had fundamentally
changed my outlook on life with Yogi Raman's fable and the
ageless virtues that it represented. I realized that I had not even
begun to explore the reaches of my human potential. I had been
squandering the daily gifts that life had thrown my way. Julian's
wisdom had allowed me the opportunity to come to grips with the
wounds that were keeping me from living with the laughter,
energy and fulfillment I knew that I deserved. I felt moved.
"I'll have to leave soon. You have commitments which are
pressing on your time and I have my own work to tend to," Julian
said apologetically.
"My work can wait."
"Unfortunately, mine can't," he said with a quick smile.
"But before I leave, I must reveal the final element of "Yogi
Raman's magical fable. You will recall that the sumo wrestler who
walked out of the lighthouse in the middle of a beautiful garden
with nothing more than a pink wire cable covering his private
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