Beyond Eureka, Utah
The Girl With the Apple
Jan is a photographer who was aiming her camera at the nature around, near an old mining development which has practically gone ghostly, off of Hwy. 6. I happened to be walking into the direction of her spiffy camera when she took advantage of a monk in view. “Do you mind?” she asked after she clicked.
“Of course not,” I said and we made friends. Maybe I looked haggard, at least tired, and was offered an apple. It was special, flavourful and reminded me of the apples that Apple Annie used to sell in “Pocketful of Miracles.” All about good luck and fortune.
From that area, Eureka, I went through nothing but barren land—no village, no people—but I believe the good wishes of Jan stayed with me, perhaps through the apple.
Before we—my team and I—went for the long haul in the desert, we popped into a shop, practically the only one standing, and got a charge out of the puns on the wall. Each one was a dilly as one-liners.
“I tried to catch the frog. I mist.”
“I didn’t like my beard at first, then it grew on me.”
“I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. It’s impossible to put down.”
“Why don’t programmers like nature? It has too many bugs.”
“I don’t trust these stairs because they’re always up to something.”
This evening we conducted a program in Salt Lake City. I spoke on Chapter 2 Verse 40 from the Bhagavad-gita, about overcoming fear through service.
May the Source be with you!