I Was Dropped Off
I was dropped off by my driver, Yadu, at my request to get some walking in. I completed a satsang, a session of chanting and talking at Yadu’s home. He invited a whole group of people, friends and family from
New York City, , and locally, to hear something about
higher consciousness. It went well. I spoke from the Gita, 6.9, about having that
equal mind attitude towards everyone. I
also read a small portion on Albany Krishna’s life,
and informed everyone there of the Golden Year 50th anniversary of the mission
started by our guru, Srila Prabhupada.
The feast served was great.
And then Yadu dropped me off, as he had the last time I paid a visit to his home. There, at the starting point, Eglinton, near
I had some time to myself. I walked by
Lorne Green’s former residence. No, not
the Ponderosa, but an old apartment where he stayed in the 40’s. Bathurst
It’s a Jewish neighbourhood and I passed by at least 2 of the synagogues. I noticed that there’s usually some billboards up in front of these places of worship promoting pro-Israel issues. Apparently, the communities are fundraising through the avenue of walking and running projects.
Bomb shelters are one of the motivations behind the walking and running project. That’s for
course. Maybe one day, Israel may find
it essential to have bomb shelters. I
don’t like the thought of it, but as we see it, with current affairs, things
such as bomb shelters may become a reality one day. Canada
Unless we come to terms with genuine spirituality, I don’t believe the peace-and-love formula will come through. Still, the simpleton that I am, I believe that if everyone took a wholesome walk for an hour and a half each day, it would go a long way to calming the nerves in all of us.
May the Source be with you!