Wednesday, June 3th, 2015
Meeting His Words Again
Doug, Daruka, and I took cautious steps on unofficial trails along the Assiniboine River within the city limits of Winnipeg. The river had taken its natural course of the spring season. Water levels are fairly high but not too high for us to traverse. I would imagine there are some of the oldest trees in the province where we roamed - chunky and tall, often bent a bit.
Here we were with water (the river); with silt, hard and soft (earth) under our feet; with our giants, the trees representing fire; with the river breeze blowing over (air) and with a space for comfort (ether).
Nice setup, Nature!
By evening a sanga took place at 108 Chestnut Street. Vrinda, our facilitator, and Malini were early. Others came like Visvambhara and wife Daniel. Farida too. She gave me a card quoting St Francis of Assisi - a well-known piece worth sharing:
Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master
Grant that I may not so much
Seek to be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
May the Source be with you!