When You See A Dragonfly
It was about two days ago that I saw my first dragonfly in some while. Wherever you find those gorgeous helicopters, there’s likely to be mosquitos, and wherever you find those pests, you can be assured of the presence of water.
With that sneak preview of the town, Fallon, we witnessed a bike trail along a substantial sized canal. Aha! Water! Flowing water! And lots of it! Perhaps the desert has come to an end?
It was most welcoming—the water. The flow of traffic at Fallon was not so. Nauseous! Busy! No matter how much trekking is done, where tolerance should be achieved, I would be the first to opt for a nearby, quiet, parallel avenue. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fallon,_Nevada
“Hayagriva, does your GPS tell of an alternative road? If so, I’ll take it!” Hayagriva is quick to find one. I consider it a blessing.
My second, or rather first blessing for the day, was the celebration of the birth of Radha, the eternal consort of Krishna. For this we conducted a small puja—offering—in her honour at the home of “Motel 6” owners, Jay and family. Annaiudyangi, with two great grand-kids, came, and some members of the local Hindu community also participated in our talk and chant.
I was then whisked off to meet journalist Adam Robertson of the Lahontan Valley News for a good interview session.
At intervals of the day’s activities, I was enjoying “Chasing Rhinos with the Swami,” by Shyamasundar. It’s a great read about the early days of Krishna Consciousness in San Francisco. Within these next few weeks, we will approach San Francisco and make that final touchdown. There will be lots of water there—maybe mosquitos.
May the Source be with you!