How’s my karma? It’s good. When I set out to do this Talkathon I was looking to do a little karma cleansing, to put things right in terms of my place in the universe. I feel like that’s happening, but what I found is that a couple of days into the Talkathon I completely forgot about myself, and that’s the point when the cleansing started.
The Talkathon gave me a chance to step out of the daily grind. By that I mean the “wake up and go to the gym then go to work and try to scratch my way up the corporate ladder and go home and make dinner then do it all over again” kind of grind. All it took was some time to reflect on little ways I can make a positive difference, do some good, and help others for a change. No brainer, you say? Maybe so, but I needed this experience to see it.
I don’t think it would be very good karma to grade my own karma on a scale of 1 to 10, so let me put it this way: Let’s say that before the Talkathon my karma was an urban pigeon, with one bad leg and greasy feathers hobbling along the gutter. Well, now my karma is a falcon—no, what’s better than a falcon? An eagle, soaring on a thermal updraft above a lush green valley. At sunset. In the company of an attractive she-eagle. Near a rainbow.
To put it another way.
If to the statement “My karma is better than ever” I could:
1. Disagree.
2. Disagree somewhat.
3. Neither agree nor disagree.
4. Somewhat agree.
5. Agree.
6. Strongly agree.
I would go with 6, strongly agree.
Seriously, I feel that good.