Sunday, June 5th,
2016
Indiana State Line
Feel Like Narada
I do feel like Narada
Muni, the sage of ancient India who travelled on foot though flatlands and
valleys, by mountains and through forests.
He eventually met God. As a young
man he felt quite displeased, but in a positive way, when his mother passed, so
he took to travel.
I also went the way
of the pilgrim and just today encountered an array of terrain through lower
Michigan on Territorial Road, where land is rather horizontal and then starts
transforming into rolling hills, becoming more lake-like with trees.
I saw my first
fair-sized turtle. There was God in the
form of much life, big and small, as many entities both domestic and wild,
revealing themselves by the side of the road. Possums and raccoons have a tough time with
vehicles. They are lucky if they can
cross the line.
Speaking of which, my
team and I reached a milestone by crossing the Indiana State Line. Shortly thereafter authorities came in
response to a call that someone was walking on the side of the road and was
exposing himself. Of course there was
nothing of the sort taking place, although in the ancient tradition of India,
some sages, like Shukadev, were known to wander with the elements as their wear.
To highlight the day
Kathleen and Mike Connell had us over for light lunch at their summer home, at Lake
Diane. She is a public relations person
and Mike teaches business at a Toledo university. They were a pleasant couple, as pleasant as
could be, and we will not forget them.
Walking in and about
neighbourliness gives a reminder of the Great Spirit.
20 miles
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