Hiya Lindsay, how’s it going? I know you never reply to my messages but I thought I’d give it another try: basically, I’ve been thinking about people who were special to me back in ’99 when I was all waking up and getting into spirituality – I used to imagine us as a little club: The Light Club – and I was interested to know where their lives went and how they thought about themselves and those days, etc. To me, it was a very magical time – maybe the typical magical time of youth, I don’t know – and I always hark back to it and probably somewhere wish things could be that way again. Anyways, what think you? What your thoughts and feelings on where we were when we all wanted God or death but then carried on living anyway?
I enclose below an email I just wrote to my friend Saram, also from those days, which tells my own story, I suppose. I would write one to all but I think I’d go mad if I did that: I sort of went off one!
Hoping all’s groovy wherever you are.
Best wishes,
Rory
PS Here’s the original long mad letter to my yoga teacher friend Saram:
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