Toronto, Ontario
Got Out
Well, I did it. I got out for the first time in a few
days. Because of the gout, my movements
have been slow, but I got the air I wanted and needed.
Air! I’m a great fan of it. It’s something taken for granted. One of the prime elements.
A friend called
today. He’s now 75. Doesn’t look a day over 60. “I worked at a paint factory for thirty
years. You breathe in all these
chemicals. It’s surprising I’m still alive. It must be Krishna keeping me going,” he
admitted
“Yes!”
I enjoyed sitting on a
park bench in what is warmer than usual temperatures. We’ve got spring. Vancouver, a place with a more moderate
climate, has been getting clobbered with snow.
This is a reversal of weather situations.
The park bench was
actually a bench near a park, to the
side of a plastic surgery clinic. The
establishment is called “Elements.” Next
to where I was sitting, is the statue of an earth goddess.
Poor Earth! It’s going through so much. South of the border appears to be in trouble
on many social/political
levels. All nations, in fact, are going through
changes. It’s tense.
I got back to the
ashram and received my second call for the day.
“Maharaja,” addressed
the caller, “What is the actual position our culture takes on Islam, women, gay
folks and people of various races?”
“These are multiple
questions. You are right though, let’s
talk.”
So we did!
May the Source be with
you!
4 km
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