Tuesday, May 17th,
2016
Beachwood, Ohio
East of Cleveland
I met a series of
good Samaritans. It started off with a
woman who stopped to offer a ride. She
was in tears, her face wet with emotion.
"Would you like
a ride? Sorry, I've been crying. I just came from a woman's group."
With that I had to
decline, as I had to for so many kind and conscientious people, which included
two police officers, a Buddhist woman, a yoga teacher, Allan - a tree
maintenance man, a female disciple of Such-and-such Swami, and a well-to-do
suave dude with his mom.
These encounters left
me with a good taste for things east of Cleveland. For the most part I trekked through green
spaces of creeks and hardwood trees and residential paradises where no one is
encouraged to walk. Where's the
sidewalks, please?
At Chagrin Boulevard
I saw my first signs of suburban plazas and here I felt a notion of liberation
upon seeing fellow pedestrians. One of
those striders (if I may use that term) was a tall orthodox Jewish man in his
black, someone I envied. If I had his
speed and stride I'd make it to San Fransisco in thirty days. Further on he went and I could see him being
approached by a woman collecting petitions.
Now it was my turn to
be talked to also. "Can you sign
our petition for approvin' marijuana for medical purposes?" she asked.
"No thank
you! I'm from Canada and our prime
minister is working on legalizing the stuff.
Period! Not that I approve."
"Okay!" she
said surprisingly.
It was at that
juncture on the street that our party of two grew. Abhimanyu Arjuna from Florida joined Gopal
and I for the US Walk. Hurray!
By nighttime we
reached the home of Kaustubha and Tulasi and their 2 1/2 year old son
Kapil. Our purpose in part is to visit
members of the Bhakti Yoga culture along the way.
May the Source be
with you!
16 miles
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