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MEDITATION
Maharishi’s Meditators Stayed at Our Hotel to Practice Flying
Life lessons come in so many forms and surprises
It was a cold, dark, midwinter day in Michigan. The traffic on our snow-packed Front Street which sparkled with Christmas decorations seemed to choke itself on its bursting clouds of exhaust. Why was it in winter that car exhaust expressed itself so fully? Something about the heat and cold, I know.
I managed a hotel in Traverse City, right on the edge of Traverse Bay on the majestic Lake Michigan. It was 1974. I’d been given the job almost as soon as I’d completed hotel school.
Three greyhounds pulled to a noisy stop under our large porte-cochere at the hotel’s entrance, and young men in suits and ties proceeded to get off the bus and quickly make their way into the warm confines of our expansive and wonderfully heated lobby. My team was ready for the arriving group. Many circled about our giant roaring fireplace. We set up sticks for marshmallows, graham crackers, Hershey bars, and a bowl of marshmallows for the more adventuresome. Hot chocolate and warm apple cider were set up right next to the snacks.
“Jennie, would you go over to those guys, see them? The ones just beyond that group, right in front of the fire. Those guys still haven’t…
