Milton, Ontario
Walking Learning Talking
Lalita Krishna, 63, became a
monk in Singapore in ’71 when he was young and looking to find life’s purpose.
He recently felt symptoms of bodily weakness and discovered he had cancer. Quickly
he went for treatment, and doctors say that things are going well for his
recovery. From time to time I would bump into him at a spiritual function in
Dallas or at our West Virginia retreat, New Vrindavan. I didn’t expect to see
this kind soul in the hospital in Columbus.
We had a tearful exchange of
words speaking about the fragility of life. Such also was a theme that I
carried minutes after visiting him at the Columbus ISKCON Center situated near
the Ohio State University. Students and congregants came to also hear about the
more stable life of a renouncer based on Krishna’s message from 5.3 in the
Bhagavad-gita. What a great flow of questions that were aroused. The
individuals there projected themselves into a monastic lifestyle, tasting the simpler
path over the complexities of the higher maintenance of life in the modern
world.
I was picked up at the Toronto
airport after a stop over in Detroit from Columbus. Little opportunity availed
itself for much walking today, yet Rajnish and his kids took me along a creek
(name unknown to them), yet flowed through Lake Chincagousi, and then later
merges with the Humber River. By night-time I was greeted by a Bhakti Vriksa
group, a devotional gathering of folks who meet regularly at the home of Aindra
and Prema Gaurangi, a sweet couple hailing from Mauritius. Questions and answer
ebbed and flowed after my delivery of the sankya and bhakti yoga
comparative study. We are all learning. We have many questions, in fact, the
moment we cease to ask questions, we are as good as dead.
4 Km
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