Here They Come!
My evening walk with Krishna Dulal and this morning’s trek were a mere warm-up for any challenge that may come. At 3:30 a.m., the Krishna Culture Festival tour bus pulled up at K. Dulal’s driveway, unloading a batch of thirty North American boys in their teens for some summer frenzy.
It is more than a city getaway. It’s a spiritual retreat of fun and regimen. I guess I'm the General in the matter of putting a play together, to be staged this weekend in Toronto. “The Gita” is what’s in store for a stage-sage like myself, and the audience.
We began our fun, rehearsing the divine message of Krishna’s words to His warrior-friend, Arjuna, but relevant to all. I see the boys are taking in the message of the soul, karma, yoga and liberation from a new angle, because they are playing it out themselves. For them, a dialogue is becoming a real live experience.
Avocados shipped from the south, but also sweet peas in a pod, grown by K. Dulal’s dad, are a treat at break time. We are eating, sleeping, role-playing, splashing—he has a pool—goofing and grooming all in the course of one glorious day.
As I write, some of the boys are engaged in kirtan. The sound of that mrdunga drum is super-sweet. It makes you wanna dance. That’s how the day ends, with a beat and a chime. Certainly this should be the lifestyle for every time.
May the Source be with you!