It was my first night on the bus. The journey was only a four and a half hour drive during the night. Traffic was light. No hindrance. We arrived in Toronto; I was rather exhausted. The thirty young guys and their supervisors had no problem sleeping. The bus was a perfect vibrator. It doesn’t always work for me. The boys rowed their kayaks for hours and deserved a good rest.
I came in to the ashram at that quiet hour. My good, good friend—sweet guy—Dharma Prana was at the door to greet me. He’s ‘Mister Steady’. Although he suffered a stroke in the early ’80s, he’s still as effervescent as ever. Maybe euphoric. ‘Mister Positive’ would be another appropriate name for this extraordinary soul. Dharma’s ability to speak is quite limited and has been for years. Somehow or other he has developed a great way of communicating with his warm reception and sustainable interactive power. He is definitely one of the reasons people like to visit the Toronto Krishna temple.
He walks with a limp, but that doesn’t stop him from doing his two hour walk every day in the downtown area. He has limitations in speed and speech, but I believe he has embraced the essence of being devotional.
Dharma is in his late sixties. I should know his exact age but we monks don’t always ask those questions of each other because we usually highlight the eternal aspect of ourselves.
Dharma is someone everyone loves. He’s a sweet guy.
May the Source be with you!