San Francisco, California
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Day 2 Go
We slept overnight in Richmond and woke up
to a neighbourhood which didn’t look so appealing for walking in. I’m sure there are good sections of the
town. Where to go then, to kill a little
time, before hitting our official chalked-out trail? I only have four miles to do today.
Spontaneously, we thought to go to the
Berkley temple. It wasn’t far for us to
drive. After all, these were the first
Jagannatha deities of Krishna to grace America.
And it was these beautiful images that sit on the shrine inside the
temple and were the main feature of a parade, primarily of hippies, that made
the journey through the Haight/Ashbury district of San Francisco fifty years
ago. It’s an anniversary for sure.
While Hayagriva went to another area of the
city to pick up a second Guru Das from Hawai to join us, Marshall and I
participated in the temple sadhana. I delivered a class based on the sankhya philosophy of Kapila and then we
enjoyed a great kicharee—rice, dahl
and veggies.
For some reason or other, I was hit by
dizzy spells, broke into a sweat and turned pale. This has nothing to do with nervousness in
dealing with the soon coming finish line.
I’ve done touchdowns before. When
Hayagriva wanted to show me some Sufi, Whirling Dervish online, as a possible
future approach to kirtan dancing, I
suggested not to. “I’ll get dizzy
again.”
Dilip Patel graciously opened his doors, two
rooms, for our accommodation—now with Mandala from Canada also joining us. We were grateful. The waves coming in strong at Dilip’s
“Seabreeze Motel” served to ground us.
After weeks of desert dynamics, it’s great to see serious water again.
May the Source be with you!
4 miles
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