Thursday, May 21st, 2015
Take it Like a Monk
It used to be that people in the public would see one of
us and say, “Hey, I haven’t seen you guys in 30 years.” Today, as our group was chanting along on
John Street, an excited wiry and white haired man remarked, “I haven’t seen you
guys in 40 years.” It came to mind that
time is passing by quickly, and secondly, that this is a confirmation that our
effort to explore different parts of the city was a good experiment. It’s working, people are seeing us again. The need to be more visible as Krishna monks was obvious.
I kept dwelling on the concept of passage of time. A good friend, just the other day, spoke of
another friend, and said this about him, “When I saw him he was walking with a
cane. I was shocked how old he suddenly
had become. He had age marks on his
face.” Then I interjected, and due to
not hearing properly, almost as if I’m getting to the age of hard of hearing.
“What did you say?
He’s got Aids marks on his face?”
“No!” I was
corrected, “AGE marks.”
“We’re all getting older,” was my thought, “and it is
happening fast.” I have these mental
glimpses of myself on the streets of Toronto when I was a young whipper snapper
of sorts, doing the same thing, chanting on the streets. What comes to mind is a message of the Gita,
wherein a verse implies the movement of the soul recycling itself rather
swiftly. “As the embodied soul
continually passes in this body from boyhood, to adulthood, to old age, the
soul similarly passes into another body at death. A mature person is not bewildered by such a
By this method, youth is followed by old age, so what is
there to worry about? We can look at
aging from a mature perspective. We must
learn to take it like a ma… monk.
May the Source be with you!