Monday, August 29th, 2016
Bancroft, Ontario
By Hills and Fields
Daivata was determined to take me on the trails he had
carved out. When the weeds come up, he
“whacks them back” and takes advantage of the trekking to do his japa (chanting
with beads for meditation).
He also encouraged me on a nature’s trail as an
alternative; a worn out trail made by deer.
It runs half-way along the slope of Daivata’s hilly property. We noticed cedar seeds being dropped from
trees by squirrels perched high above.
They will come down to pick at those green seeds, separate them from
their twigs and then munch or harvest them as morsels of food.
“Look out! Here
lands another bundle of them. Watch your
head!” warned Daivata.
Both today and yesterday, we took advantage of the
great, fresh water in our midst—a dip in Eels Creek and York River. We were inspired by a group of young guys in
their mid-teens, who had plunged into the Otonabee River off a bridge the day
before.
I commended them for being “old-fashioned” by being
out in nature. That made them feel
good. Unfortunately, they’ll likely
renounce the more natural ways when it comes time to get their driver’s
licenses.
Our final destination for today was in Hastings at the
country home of Fil and Sukhayanti.
Here, I will spend some time in a guest house nearby, to offer help in
the garden and with the cows. Two monks
had also come to join me—Brihat and Nick.
We’re going to do just fine.
May the Source be with you!
6 km
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