MEDITATION AS MEDICATION- WHERE WE ARE?
The leaves had started to wither off. Obviously, it was the ‘Fall Season’. She had made up her mind–‘As the ‘last leaf’ falls off from the tree, so will my life’. She was suffering from a chronic disease, which at that time was considered incurable. The doctors had given up their efforts and so had she. But not the ‘Artist’. He was a man of optimism! and he knew that his wife would live!