When I would lecture before the stroke, there would always be one or two people in the audience who had been dragged to hear me speak by a spouse or a friend. It was easy to pick them out of the crowd; they'd be sitting with their arms folded and their faces wearing a long-suffering look. I'd work hard to help them open their hearts. Now my wheelchair opened their hearts. And because of the wheelchair, I was always assured of having a seat wherever I went.
-Ram Dass, Polishing The Mirror
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