Sunday,
September 11th, 2016
Thunder
Bay, Ontario
By
the Side of the Road
By
the side of the road, there was this substantial piece of a body of a deceased
raccoon. Let’s say he was one third
there. Millions of maggots were stirring
about, chewing whatever they could as part of nature’s recycling
department. One day later, Nick and I,
witnesses to the feast, saw what was left.
But for a few bones, practically the whole thing had vanished over a
period of twenty-four hours. It was just
astounding what we observed in terms of the clean-up. Hardly any fur was left. We were in south central Ontario near
Hastings.
Today,
Prem and I ventured onto the body of the Sleeping Giant. No, it is not a carcass. It’s actually a beautiful provincial park,
situated in this northern region off of Lake Superior. I always wanted to mosey on over and explore the
old boy, who, according to myth, was an old chief who went to slumber after
hearing a prophecy that the White Man was coming.
This
park, which has the formation of a peninsula, resembles a large reclining
person (reminding me of the horizontal Vishnu lying in water) and features many
walking trails. People take full
advantage of them. You have many choices.
Prem
and I decided to take the trail to the Sea Lion rock formation. Said to be shaped over a billion years ago,
you can currently witness what’s left of it.
We were a bit disappointed to see the head clipped off due to erosion;
due to time actually. Once, it had the
semblance of a lion resting on his haunches.
That
then is the work of the all-powerful we call time. It wears away everything, even our own
bodies, precious as they are. The Gita
reminds us that God is time.
May
the Source be with you!
14
km
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