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I had stayed in Miami after the summer event so I could go to the September event as I was broke and pregnant. So when they switched the hurricane event, I was single and 8 months along, and we raced up there. I was in a motel room with lots of ashram brothers, playing poker when we got the call for darshan, racing to the field, dropping our shoes in the dark and being rushed thru the line, then back to the hotel, as the wind rattled our room all night. It was wild. I went back home and then took my three week old daughter to the big two week event in November and we were in a tent. What a whirlwind and odd time it was. If I didn't think I was following the Lord of the Universe, it would have seemed insane, like it does, looking back!
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