During the 1970s I worked with a Sri Chinmoy follower. He, and his family, lived in Jamaica near their guru.
Since we both lived in Queens we frequently gave each other rides home when we drove.
My friend had a beautiful vintage red Cadillac convertible. One night we jumped into his car for the ride home. I noticed a photo of Sri Chinmoy on the dash. After he prayed for a safe ride home, we entered the Midtown Tunnel at 80mph. That’s when I prayed to my god.
During the 1970s I worked with a Sri Chinmoy follower. He, and his family, lived in Jamaica near their guru.
Since we both lived in Queens we frequently gave each other rides home when we drove.
My friend had a beautiful vintage red Cadillac convertible. One night we jumped into his car for the ride home. I noticed a photo of Sri Chinmoy on the dash. After he prayed for a safe ride home, we entered the Midtown Tunnel at 80mph. That’s when I prayed to my god.