smile more
The guy to my right, Pancho, radiated with love. He chose to pass in the sharing circle, but I had heard of him well before Wednesday. I still don’t know him as well as I’d like to, but we’ll be working together at Karma Kitchen on Sunday J.
What I gained most simply from Pancho’s presence, however, is that it’s important to smile more. We get old and develop furrows in our brow because we work so hard. Pancho has a million and one wrinkles on his face, but none of them are in his brow. Every one of them is on the sides of his eyes. The wrinkles from smiling too much. Simply being next to him made me smile more, and I honestly believe that forcing a smile makes you happier. I don’t know what happens physiologically, but it doesn’t matter much to me.
Less of a story, more of an observation.
