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Aquinas,'think there were a lot more premies that lived as you describe than there were ashram premies. There were many, myself included, that didn't even consider any kind of decent job. They just took whatever was available to get the money for the next event, sometimes just a week or two of work and then they were off.
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Towards the end of my time at university, my class got involved in a bit of research. We had to design a series of experiments to find the information we were after. I didn't do the work, because I was away again at some event. Everyone had to stand in front of the class and describe their designs (except me). Then the professor did his own presentation and I realised that the work he'd outlined could be cut right down and the information we'd get would be better quality. Half the work, better outcome. This made such an impression on him, I got no trouble for not having done the work in the first place.I heard later from a friend who became his research assistant that he would have really liked me on his research team, but he didn't even mention it to me because he knew I'd be gone in weeks.So no research for me. Van driver, soup factory cleaner, butter stacker in a warehouse, plasterers labourer, furniture removals, painter and decorator, builder. I faked plumbing, electrical skills, plastering and carpentry because I only had to last a few days in the job, but in the end, I learnt enough not to have to fake them.I once stuck letters into envelopes for four days. A girl in the office told me she'd been working there for 2 years saving up for her dream trip to Switzerland. On the fifth day, I quit that job to go to Geneva. I think she right I was winding her up. I know she thought I was nuts.Four of us in a tiny flat lived like that for years, and so did many of the people we knew.
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So I and many others lived like that for years, and then satsang ended and there were no events announced. That was a strange time.
I returned to London with nothing, and did two days decorating and on the third day, had to quit. I couldn't see what the point of it was. No event to go to, no target to reach with my wages. So I walked out with ' in my pocket and nothing else. Went to a park and sat down to think. Probably around the time Lakeshore was walking down the road from the ashram with his battered suitcase.I had spent years focusing on meditation and events and my life totally revolved around that. And now, what to do? And it occurred to me for the first time in a long time, I could do what I liked. But I frankly didn't know what I liked. What do people do? If they could do what they liked. I had a notion of like a place of my own, to not be sleeping rough or on people's sofas. My own bed and a few books. But a house was to far off, and too much of a commitment....I sat for hours in the park on a bench, then walked off. I saw a newsagent, and I walked in though I didn't want to buy anything. At the magazine stand, I thought, this is what people want. Here are magazines dedicated to people's hobbies and passions, and I started at the beginning to see if anything would fire my imagination. I worked my way through the magazines totally uninspired till I reached Yachting Monthly. I knew nothing about boats. Well, I'd heard one thing. I overheard a man on a Greyhound bus saying a 30' boat would be big enough to cross the Atlantic. I doubt I'd given it a second thought till I saw that magazine. I thought if a small yacht would be big enough to sail the Atlantic, it would be big enough to live on. So I looked at the classifieds at the back and figured '1'00 would be enough to buy a yacht. And I walked out of that shop wondering how to get from owning '50 ' a bag of clothes to '10,00'A new direction. Just like that. As whimsical as hell.
