Dallas, Texas
Tough guys!
Cowboys? No! I haven’t met any yet. But tough guys, yes. Pitbulls and other ferocious dogs are abundant, at least in the neighbourhood of Kalachandji’s Restaurant and Palace where our continental meetings are held. Meetings of sadhus or sages, both men and women, converge at Texas to discuss Krishna Consciousness.
Back to the pitbulls: young Brajananda, my monk companion and I, venture down this alleyway. It was daring for both of us to trek down this unused trail, uneven in terrain and overgrown with weeds, yet it became our opportunity for adventure.
We started to hear the snarls from the other side of the wooden fence. And then there were these fences that were of steel mesh where teeth and bark are clearly revealed. The look and bark of these boys coming from both sides of the alley way was rather intimidating. One particular canine stuck his aggressive head and paw through a hole in the fence and it was hair-raising because a little more push from him and he could have burst through. Thant would mean open game for us.
As Brajananda and I ambled along through that noisy trail of barkers, some emotional buttons including fear were pushed. Believe me, these were mean dogs who looked eager to tear us asunder. Tough guys made of muscle, hair and teeth, their arousals didn’t let up.
The alley way continued on but our journey had to come to an end. We veered off. We got our thrill for the day. I guess we were a little like stray dogs. All the fellows we met had masters.
Come to think of it, we are all dogs, servants to our Master? You know whom I’m talking about.
May the Source be with you!
7 KM
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