Tuesday,
August 30th, 2016
Hastings,
Ontario
Get
the Weeds Out
Our
guesthouse is located on Front Street across from the noble Trent River. The name of the place is “The Doors” and its
owner’s surname is Morrison (no connection to the iconic Jim). Skye is her first name, and she has
accommodated Brhat, Nick and myself in a charmer of a space, in a building
erected in 1860 (that’s old for Canada).
Skye
spends seven months of the year in her native Canada, and the balance in India,
which makes it a perfect fit for we three who have our hearts in spiritual India much of the time. We love chatting with her about our shared
time in the land of Bharat—a name for Mother India in a more ancient context.
We
three monks spent some hours at Govardhan Farms, located on Friendly Acres
Road. We were committed to walking
there—a good eight kilometres. Once we
arrived at the farm, we took to some mantra
meditation with owners Fil and Sukayanti, then breakfast, and finally on to
physical work. Nick executed inside
labour, chopping the day’s harvested tomatoes and then putting his hands to baking
and cooking, while Brhat and I went weeding.
Brhat tackled the pepper patch while I got into the late-planted kale.
I
found the pulling out of weeds to be a new form of yoga stretching—to the
right, the left and forward. Much of the
activity was employed with a hoe. The
manual pulling of weeds was more effective than hoeing, which tends to rarely
remove the weeds by the root. The hoe also
facilitated leaning.
It
was fulfilling, an achievement; a good feeling after having tackled four
lengthy rows of undesirable plants that challenge and choke the desirable
ones. I felt like it was pulling lust,
anger and greed out of my heart.
May
the Source be with you!
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