Mayapur, India
K.K. Swami & Me
I was greeted by an American monk who
spends most of his time in Europe.
“It’s the top of the morning,” said Krsna
Ksetra Swami, very optimistically.
He had expressed empathy over my slight
waddle when walking near him the other day.
I mentioned that I spent a good hour lying down wiggling and stretching
my toes as therapy for the gout.
“Toe yoga,” he said
“Yes, that’s right. Stretching all parts of our machinery should
be a regular affair.” And for me now,
it’s the left toe.
K.K. Swami has always been nice to me and
has included me in his writing projects.
His books, Rama Smaranam and Gaura Smaranam are compilations
of monologues of Vedic personalities. In
Rama Smaranam I contributed a piece voiced by the mystic, Marich, who
took the form of a golden deer. And in Gaura Smaranam I provided a monologue from Jagai who was the less evil of
the two brothers. Womanizers, drunkards
and gamblers that they were, I found it fun to explore the anatomy of the more
vile type of person.
I had the pleasure to open up the AGM this
same morning with the song to honour the guru.
I was quite alive for that, however, ten minutes into the meeting, fatigue
hit me. I felt bad to doze for a few
seconds. Session #2 on this great day to
remember the saint, Nityananda, and I was perhaps redeeming myself by His
mercy. I was perked up.
May the Source be with you!
3 km
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