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.