Driving At Night…
Driving at night is not the best situation. Your vision is obscured. It’s a risky way to go, yet sometimes you have no choice.
Our group of 5 took to interstate highways through Pennsylvania and New York states before reaching Ontario. It was an all-nighter, it was impossible in a van to sleep as a passenger. Pulling over the highway and having a break was like a glimpse of moksha, or as Buddhists call it, nirvana (a term that came from Hindus). Basically you’re looking at having some relief from all the sitting. Oh how I hanker to be on that road again, walking at my leisure.
A final relief came from the subtle agony of being motionless when at arrival time we finally reached or got home, and also much later on when Philippe and I made our way walking up Yonge Street. Our destination was to Blu God tattoo shop.
During the nocturnal drive I had been thinking about the upcoming weekend in Toronto and how about a big outdoor art expression night called “Nuit Blanche” was to take place. Two years ago we spontaneously went on Yonge Street for a chanting session. We pulled large brass deities of Radha Krishna out of the tattoo shop at the courtesy of owner, Jamuna Jivan, and lovingly, respectfully, placed them on a blanket before setting them right on the street. We then performed a ritual of love called arati with those deities, followed by chanting. It was a crowd pleaser and a heart teaser.
Why not duplicate the process again?
It’s all a matter of laying out your creativity, being a little innovative and trying to instill in others a kindling of devotion, something that’s deep inside of everyone.
The one thing about walking (and I’ll also give some credit to driving a long distance) is there is some time for brain storms. It’s a beautiful dream time while on journey, of course you have to watch where you’re going.
Padam padam yad vipadam na tesam is one of my favourite phrases, which means, “Every step (or in the case of a vehicle, every turn of the wheel) you take could spell danger.”