Thursday,
September 22nd, 2016
Castleton,
Ontario
Real
Men
It
is my final day with the crew of men working at the farm. Before we pulled in the last of what we
could—tomatoes, Long Island Cheese Squash, beans and basil—yanking out dead
bushes and branches, we had a good walk through pretty Campbellford. There was the Trent Canal, the river portion
with gorge and plentiful cedars along the path.
Our promenade also included going over a suspension bridge and through
the downtown itself.
As
the five of us walked, we chanted on our beads.
We were at first rather chatty, but in the last hour we all got
serious. What a great gang! I’m so fortunate to have their company. Each one of them has been very real. Even as they wait for the breakfast porridge
to be set by the table, one by one they take one of the nine month old twin
girls, Fil and Sukayanti’s daughters, on their lap, to comfort and play with
them.
To
me, these guys were being real men, having wholesome topical exchanges, working
hard in the out-of-doors, enjoying meals, and discussing Krishna
Consciousness. I feel we are living the Bhagavatam; living what the ancient
texts talk about.
Another
farm was visited by us. Jai Chaitanya
and Rasa, along with their four kids, secured a farm of sixty acres in
Castleton two years ago. After the work
at Fil’s farm, and a scrumptious meal at Jai’s, the boys agreed to two hours of
moving and piling bales of hay.
The
reward was going wild on the concord grapes from vines that have been there for
generations. Secondly, there was the
relishing of a final swim at Little Lake to get clean and relieve the prickly
sensation from the hay. No one
complained about the day.
They
were real men.
May
the Source be with you!
8
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