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!