Even though Jimmy appreciates the progress I’ve made soothing my soul over the last six months, I’m still on my own for the most part, when it comes to meditating. And chanting.

The other night, I was in need of some major Krishna Das chanting, so I closed the door to my “recovery room,” where I meditate, and blasted my Krishna Das music. Jimmy was cooking dinner in the kitchen, but came upstairs to consult on the timing of our meal. Apparently he walked in on me as I was swaying and singing to KD, doing my responsive chanting.

“I’m working really hard to get that image of you out of my head,” he said when I walked into the kitchen 45 minutes later. “What the hell were you doing up there?”

Jimmy doesn’t know what he’s missing. Here it is:

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