Chappell,
Nebraska
Relationship
Music
The
two boys, Hayagriva and Marshall, went to Chappell (population 1000) to chant downtown.
I suggested this as I know they enjoyed doing so in Paxton, Roscoe and
Sutherland; old villages, if not hamlets. Taking a portable harmonium and
mrdunga drum in hand, they gave a jolly boisterous performance in procession
style (if you can do that with two) and around Chappell’s shoppers.
Two
women approached the musician monks and one of them held up her hands as Diana
Ross of the Supremes would do. “STOP! In the name of love.”
“What
are you doing?” Asked the woman. “What’s going on?”
“We’re
travelling monks, sharing sacred sound. We are spreading spirituality.”
“What
do you mean by spirituality?” she continued.
Hayagriva
responded, “Understanding who we are and our relationship with God.”
“That’s
the word I was looking for.” She was pacified, felt the devotion from our young
men and encouraged them to go up and down every street, singing.
One
man saw the boys and asked a similar question and he approved of their answer
and agreed to pay for some fruit they could use.
Hayagriva
and Marshall were a hit in town. At the auto-parts place, they asked for a
wrench to tune up the drum. “That’ll be 45 cents for the purchase,” said the
clerk.
Meanwhile,
I was putting on my twenty miles for the day, in the barren, but beautiful,
setting, in the plains along the Lincoln Highway. Brian from the Sun Telegraph
came to interview.
The
three of us are simply planting seeds of bhakti,
devotion. We are loving it!
May
the Source be with you!
20
miles
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