Paxton,
Nebraska
Animals
Last
afternoon, I completed my walk at a farm where papa, mama, and baby bison were behind
a fence on a rural property outside Sutherland.
Our
day then began at this spot when Marshall put the high beams on to see our
whereabouts. The lights dissolved their shyness and they moved on into the
distance.
It
was a day for animals—bison, cattle, birds, frogs, peacocks, even a hawk, and a
bull snake. The snake was close. He was coming my way and I had to move.
There
were party-animals, as well; two young men at 4:30 a.m. who when they spotted
us, asked, “What’s goin’ on?” I encouraged Hayagriva and Marshall to chat with
them. On the boys’ phones, they could display kirtans, chanting sessions, which
the other fellows had never seen before. They were so intrigued with everything
Krishna Conscious.
We
also met Lawrence F. Wendelin.
“Can
I give you a ride?” It turns out that Lawrence is a lay pastor for the Lutheran
Church, and he was on his way to Church to deliver a sermon.
“It’s
great what you're doing because the world is quite crazy.”
“That’s
very obvious,” Wendelin said softly.
I
continued to stride along with my heart warmed up from the enthusiasm my two
monk assistants were showing, by driving to the nearest town to execute kirtan
itself. In the small towns of Sutherland, Paxton and Roscoe, they had never
heard kirtan before. Those in the bars and steak-houses were laughing and
smiling, and some were bewildered to see the joy exuded by Hayagriva and Marshall.
You
can follow Bhaktimarga Swami on twitter @BhaktiMargaSwam (no i).
May
the Source be with you!
21
miles
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