"I will cook for you," said the owner of the Northern Seasons motel. Asif is a Muslim man who has a generous nature about him and his offer to cook for us was gladly accepted. If someone demonstrates genuine devotion how can we refuse. Doug and Yovany simply explained our requirements to him. No meat, fish, eggs, onions, garlic.....Asif, being from the Punjab, knew enough that he was confident to do the right thing. The end product was a delicious meal.
All of us felt satisfied being in this shared experience. Also sharing distinct approaches to spirituality was a couple whom I met on the highway. They had been reading the 'Tibetan Book of the Dead.' They were honored to recieve a Bhagavad Gita As It Is from us. They told of a ghost that had inhabited their home but that new renovation had subdued the strange going ons. We had faithn the the presence of the sacred Bhagavad Gita in their home would also adjust things favourably.
A group of young french Canadians assumed that monks came from Tibet. They were intrigued by the walk and by what a monk is. I'm out on the road to clarify many points for people; one is to make it more clear that my tradition dates back to at least 5,000 years and that the monk lifestyle has roots in India. These young folks have never heard of Hare Krishna before. Again, that is one of the reasons for my being out in the public--to introduce a higher consciousness.
Some folks seemed to remember us. Three couples in their fifties mimicked Hare Krishna when they spotted Doug, Yovany and I during an evening stroll. Whether it was meant to joke with us or no, we did communicate. All three couples boasted about being high school sweethearts and all three proudly pronounced to us their thirty year plus anniversaries.
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