Walking for me usually means encountering niceties. Today’s jaunt—if I could call it that—was along posh Bloor and then a portion of Yonge, a run-of-the-mill section, to reach ‘Theatrics Plus,’ a shop for dress up and theatre goods. There, I picked out some accessories for our upcoming drama. The owner was so nice, she just said, “Here, they are yours. No charge. Oh, and here’s a bag of packed incense if you’d like.”
I went away from the shop being quite the ‘happy chappy’.
I took a route through fancy Yorkville where they have this transplanted, reformulated Muskoka rock, a touch of the north. From the top if this attraction descended a young man, Christian, who identified himself as a Vedic person. “Where can I find you guys?” he asked, while in the middle of eating a delicious wrap. He was thrilled to know we have an ashram / temple nearby.
“Come to our Govinda’s. Also, a twelve hour kirtan is going on right now.”
I thought it was great that someone went out of their way to connect and inquire. And there was a second person who came after me with a similar enthusiasm. Alexandra crossed over the street, with her exquisite pet dog, to my side of the walkway. She told me she had recently met the hugging guru (Amma) and that her friend mentioned something about an exciting event happening at the Krishna temple.
“Yes, we have some popular kirtaniyas, musicians, who chant, drum and get everyone to transform through this ancient method.”
“I’m going to make it and try out your food.”
I tried to make Alexandra as welcome as possible. This is what I learned from my guru, Srila Prabhupada.
May the Source be with you!