Saturday, October 8, 2016
Daivata came to join me. He is in a unique position in the world, as someone who trains oxen. I would think it’s becoming a dying art, especially in the developed world. Isn't it true that the nations of the west depend heavily on technology and sophisticated machinery for getting things done?
I admire Daivata for the years he’s spent at our guru’s first eco-friendly village in West Virginia. And also that he fully involved himself in the goshala, a cow/bull sanctuary, in West Bengal, India, this last winter.
I also value his friendship. In spiritual life, keeping peers is a key factor in developing the finer qualities in a person. Not only in spiritual circles, but on every level, how is it possible to get by in this world, without social interaction in the form of friendships?
Daivata and I were somewhat intimidated by persistent rains. The family of wild turkeys didn't seem to be shy of the wetness. The front yard of the farm where I have been staying, became their playground. They certainly arrived on cue on Thanksgiving Day weekend (the Canadian date), but in the format they should—wild and free—as supposed to being on a platter for dinner.
When the clouds cleared, Daivata and I took to our freedom also, but out back on an old railroad track, then in a ravine where a creek could be seen, as we carried on with a great chat, until it was time to depart for the night venue. We had our own version of a Saturday Night’s Fever—chant, dance, talk and eat. We build on friendships.
May the Source be with you!