What We Did
By the time I got freedom to make any kind of a jaunt on foot, torrential rains descended on the city. Thunder, lightening, "stay inside, keep safe," went the little voice from within.
Another rain came my way today - it was a rain of mercy. It came in the form of 40 souls, a group exploring different faiths. Our ashram was on their list for today. I became the fortunate host. By the kindness of my guru, Srila Prabhupada, who has passed away, but is still living in a divine way, I lead the group in a small ritual, a chant and a gesture of flower petals thrust to his foot imprint. I then presented a viewing of our Radha Krishna deities. Then questions came about the divine vigraha (forms of Krishna). We then zeroed in on chanting along with an explanation, "Oh beautiful Creator, please allow the joy of serving You to take place."
Uttamanada, my brahmachari (monk) assistant, delivered a drumming demo on the mrdanga, and Anthony displayed his know how on the karatals (hand cymbals). We pulled it all together to let everyone sing in rhythm with the instruments. Then dinner came and our girls served it so well. It was Absolute food, prasadam, cooked by our boys. Mind, body and soul were gratified.
When the water deluge came down it was there to humble us all. It was just another great installment from the Supreme.