Toronto, Ontario
Three of Us
All of us crave Sunshine, as long as there’s not too much
of it. It was a pleasure to walk towards
its disc which was making a slow descension into the western sky. The
west side of the street going north/south
was unfavourable for walking because I wanted the sun’s embrace. I
switched directions to College Street. I ended up face to face with
him. There were no more imposing buildings. It was nice, but like
anything in this world,
you take sookh and dookh (happiness and distress), sad and asad (good and bad).
Basically, you receive a duality.
Along with that generous glow of the sun, came the wind. Unexpectedly, to me, as forceful as he
was. He also got blocked by buildings
eventually, just as the sun did. Now, I
had two guys coming at my face. It was
interesting to see them partnered. I had
their company. There are three of us now
until I turned another corner going north on Croft Street. Once again, I was in the shadows of the
buildings. I was seemingly alone, but
not. Paramatma
(Supersoul) is always in the heart.
Croft Street is more like a back lane with mostly garages
on both sides of the asphalt. There is
pleasant graffiti, and some not so, meaning unsophisticated. People have left their mark.
On Bloor Street, I meet my companions again, the sun and
the wind. The sun had moved by now,
humbled by time, or just being on time.
Perhaps defining time. Not
exactly, it is said in the Bhagavatam, out of fear of Him, the sun shines. Who then, in actuality is defining the time
factor.
Finally, I made it home, the temple ashram, where you enter a timeless zone, where all is spiritual,
and where there is relative peace. I say
relative because there are humans in the space, and they are not perfect.
I’m reminded of the joke about the human ego, “Nobody’s
perfect, I’m just a nobody.”
May the Source be with you!
6 KM
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