Man With a Light Heart
“What’s this?” asked the tall service man in a most jovial tone. He was gesturing at my vestments as he was about to handle my luggage for the drop off at the airport terminal.
“I’m a monk,” I said.
“Do you teach fighting?” he went on with keen interest.
“Our order gets more involved in teaching music, teaching, singing, chanting, like that.”
“Oh, you mean all that peaceful stuff. I go for those monks that fly in the air, come down crashing and then flattening someone.”
I joined in on his facetious way, appreciating that he loved his work and life. I let him know that I was truly sorry to disappoint him. I relayed that I do pilgrim work, occasionally fly (by United Airlines this time) and hopefully come down for a soft landing. I offered him a mantra card, which when recited, the chant can take you places.
The man gladly hoisted my two hefty pieces of luggage, one by one, onto the conveyor, gave a nod and outstretched his arm for the next person about to go through security. The brief encounter with the happy uniformed man showed me how you should treat life – lightheartedly.
May the Source be with you!