In the 1980's I was in the Siddha Yoga movement and on speaking terms with some of the swamis. One story of the dozens I heard stuck with me, and Shirley and I, then known as Siddheshwari and Vaman respectively, have found it very cogent as the years go by.

Muktananda had a big ashram in the Catskills and it was there that one of the swamis had a most disturbing dream. He dreamt that his leg was damaged very severely, beyond hope of repair. The dream was so vivid and real that he woke up sweating and went down for his swami breakfast in a disturbed state.

I'm dropping this pebble in the pool in the spirit of the Jewish lady who was there when a man jumped from the 78th floor of a skyscraper. As the ambulance crew were reassembling his body on a stretcher she called out, "Give him chicken soup!" The man in charge, who was already stressed out screamed, "what good will it do? He's dead." She replied, "What harm?"

This was sent to me today. My wyrd specialist says that New Moon stuff is effective during a three day period. So, What harm? Let me know how it works for you.

We in the southern suburbs of Chicago have a newspaper dedicated to our communities. The ad that everyone here knows is…The folks up North just don’t get it.

Contemplating that word play for a moment this week reminded me of the heart- brain connection. The mind just doesn’t get it. Let’s illustrate this with a couple or three stories.

If you have read The Three Musketeers by Alexander Dumas, or have seen various movie versions of the adventures of D’Artagnan ( a boyhood hero of mine) you will know this comradely vow, usually made as the rapier blades clashed together above the heads in a close-up.