'AS A SPIRITUAL IDEA, I WAS INTACT AND WHOLE ...'

One beautiful autumn morning, I was out on my patio, sweeping away the leaves and ornamental persimmons that had fallen from a nearby tree. Suddenly, my foot slipped on a mushy persimmon, and I fell off the edge of the patio, landing about three feet down and breaking the fall with my right hand.

I felt I might have broken my wrist, because even touching it lightly caused pain. A large lump immediately formed, and my hand and arm began to ache and swell.

April 16, 2007
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