A very pleasant 23° Celsius / 76° Fahrenheit blessed the city of Montreal, and Day 2 of the Festival went on with packed attendance, once again. Summer in Canada is all about outdoor events. From late May to the end of September, expect a lot more events than just little picnics.
On top of the staging of a world-class jazz festival, last night as I walked from Centre Ville in Montreal, to our ashram on Pie IX Boulevard, I witnessed a migration of multitudes of people moving toward the St. Lawrence River for an international fireworks competition. The volume of people moving made me think of some kind of exodus, like the Jews from Egypt during Biblical times, or the partisan era in India when thousands of Hindus and Muslims had to leave their homes.
Well, by 10:00 p.m. the marvelous ‘explosion-of-light show’ went off with a bang, a louder sound than snap, crackle, and pop, and these folks—the spectators—were a happy lot.
And so, with another festival—ours—that lit up Jeanne Mance Park, we all served to bring together thousands of eager seekers. As I mentioned to a couple from Sherbrooke, Fabian and Genevieve, who brought their kirtan to the stage, “We may have different Vedic beliefs, and our mantras may vary, but most importantly, we join together and sing songs and break into dance, and create a peaceful situation.”
I’ll be travelling with a group of thirty young men, in their early teens, throughout Canada to share a higher consciousness through song and dance. Of course, I’ll walk a bit every day.
May the Source be with you!