Wednesday, 28 June 2017

Tuesday, June 27th, 2017

Duchesne, Utah

Near Strawberry River

I just have to re-cap what happened last night.  I was trying to catch up on some miles.  To do so, Marshall dropped me off at the “River Road,” as some locals call it.  This is where I’d left off earlier on.

It was 9:45 p.m.  The sun was tucking itself away.  Vision was dull.  I saw a pedestrian coming toward me on this quiet road.  You don’t see someone walking at such times.  I admit I was a little fearful because of the rarity of the situation.

I shouted, “Hello!”

Suddenly the pedestrian became startled and turned to reveal its profile.  It had four legs.  It was a cow who had gotten away and was trying to re-connect with its herd.

This morning I observed more cattle, but they were, as usual, protected behind a fence and out to pasture.  I was then driven back to Vernal for a radio chat with Amy Richards from KLCY 105.5 Eagle Country Radio, on their morning show.  Johnny Cash was singing “Walk the Line” in between the two segments of our interview which, of course, was a promotion for introspective walking—pilgrimage.



The interview attracted some interest.  Roberta, an Apache woman, heard the talk while working at a drive-thru eating place.  She came out and called for me, even charged after me to offer me her fresh-made bread.  Highway Patrol officer, Kellie Oaks, pulled over.  We talked about the permanent nature of the soul, of God, time, energy.  They never change.

“The only thing that can change is our attitude and, hence, our karma or action should adjust from negative to positive.”  The officer seemed to relish the message.

May the Source be with you!

18 mi


Tuesday, 27 June 2017

Monday, June 26th, 2017

Bridgeland, Utah

Letting People Know

Follow-up is so important for establishing and keeping relationships.  When I met Stephen the other day in Vernal, I felt it was the right thing to do to call him once I arrived back in town.  His lifestyle sounds good.  He’s a reader.  He has no computer and for communication he has a landline telephone.

We agreed to meet at the Pizza Hut, with the boys and I going for a salad.  Steve, 75, brought his friend, Rod, with him, an accountant, and a special book he ordered, “The Nature of Devotion,” by author Srila Prabhupada, our guru.

Our conversation was light but encouraging.  At mealtime, one should never bring up topics that are too disturbing or too deep.  After our conversation, Steve mentioned he wanted to keep in touch.  He will do that by way of letter, through the mail (snail mail).

In Roosevelt, Utah, I met Brenda Fisher of  the Uintah Basin Standard, for an interview.  I mentioned to her how valuable reporting is to those of the public who have come to appreciate a broader world than their own. http://www.ubmedia.biz/community/article_9b5ad91c-578d-11e7-b737-b35374b14015.html

“Letting people know about our walk is sending a message about physical and spiritual wellness,” I said to Brenda.

Lisa invited us to her mountain home.  Rock formations in Utah are stunning and her house is in the midst of those vistas.  She cooked up a stir fry along with quinoa.  Thereafter, a talk and kirtan in Ashley Valley Park drew the new age community.  It was really sweet.

Jackie Gleason used to say, “How sweet it is!”

May the source be with you!

20 miles

Monday, 26 June 2017

Sunday June 25, 2017

Salt Lake City, Utah

Packed Day

Madhava had led a beautiful chanting session, followed by my talk about the walk. It was a really nice, captive audience. I mentioned I was following the trail of our guru, Srila Prabhupada, from Boston to Butler, to New York, and then heading to the West Coast. “Following in the footsteps” is a phrase used in our Krishna community, so although our guru did not literally make the trek, by foot, he did blaze the trail. My talk was last (Saturday) night.

I was also honoured to deliver a class, this morning, from the book, Bhagavatam, on the importance of hearing that which is relevant. It is relevant when we speak of atma, the soul.

One last class was held this afternoon at Spanish Fork, where a beautiful temple is established resembling the architecture of something from north India, at Kusum Sarovara. My dear godbrother and sister, Caru and Vaibhavi, have worked very hard to develop the building, community and the llama farm. To their credit, they have also begun the now popular Colour Festival of India. The known Colour Run, where runners get creamed with vibrant powder in multiple shades, has origins with this innovative couple.

The last segment of the day was spent catching up on walking. Back to Hwy 40 West went myself and two enthusiasts from the community. Vyenkat and Hitesh took me to the spot where I left off on Saturday. Beginning at mileage mark 108, we conquered from there 6 miles on foot. Jaya! (Jaya means victory).

May the Source be with you!
6 miles


P.S. A vehicle hit a badger. What a shame! Vehicles—what a curse!