Mumbai, India
Parting from
Meetings
Kirtan, classes,
walking, eating—these are the things that excite. I came to Mumbai for meetings, but as
meaningful as topics on the agenda can sometimes be, six-hour days, for several
consecutive ones, are very
draining. It’s the above items that keep
me alive.
This morning, I delivered a class
from the Bhagavatam book where, the stoic sadhu (holy man) was speaking with Vedic
ruler, Prahlad. The sadhu spoke of his own past, confessing about desires pulling and carrying him to phases of confusion, thus
he struggled until he changed his lifestyle to the current one. He reached a conclusion about life. It must be simple. It must be peaceful.
The waves of desires
are like the wind that pushes a boat.
This is analogous to an intelligent person’s wit being derailed by
“insatiable” desires. After speaking for
an hour’s length, I felt, by the
mercy of guru, that I had succeeded
in keeping the room of devotees perked up.
Fortunately for them, it wasn’t two
three-hour sessions.
I began wrapping
up, packing my meagre bags, thus terminating my stay in Mumbai. Everyone did take care of us old boys in our
sixties and soon-to-be seventies.
Succession is badly needed, by the way.
I have my strategy, my choices, my plans of action. Personally, I feel the need to go back to
walking and meeting people.
Up ahead is the
western half of the U.S. and then a section of the Camino in Spain, thank God!
I thanked Pavan,
a local yoga teacher, for exercises I could employ in the airport and
elsewhere.
May the Source be
with you!
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