Friday, May 22nd, 2015
Responses Are Up
It was a consecutive day number four for chanting in the
public. Our venue was Bloor Street West,
to Christie Pitts Park, and back.
Wow! What positive responses!
A luxury bus driver stepped out of his vehicle as we
moved by. He was tossing his full length
hair back, and remarked about the chanting, “I love it.” At the ROM (Royal Ontario Museum) a Jamaican
Rasta man with dreads, was playing on his steel band drum. He looked a little glum, head down and
playing slow. Our little kirtan party got to either side of him
and perked him up. He then came up with
a tune that we were encouraged to sing to.
It worked out alright.
By the time we reached Christie
Pitts Park, the grass
looked very inviting. We sat down and
formed our circle and chanted. One by
one, park browsers came to sit with us, expanding our circle of sound.
There was Mario, Marnie, and Agatar. And more joined in on the fun.
And as our two drummers, Eklavya and Devala,
made a visit to the bladder room, we learned from Marnie that the very
were sitting at would be the venue for the next day’s rendezvous for a
march against Monsanto.
One of the girls asked Marnie, “What’s Monsanto?”
“Basically, the Devil visiting us,” said Marnie most
The truth can be spoken of in sometimes unkind words.
May the Source be with you!