Toronto, Ontario
The Country, The Cemetery
After a talk and a
chew at the ISKCON Brampton Centre, Vishal so kindly drove me to his farm in
Caledon. He has two horses, a pony, one Guernsey cow called Durga and a small
herd of gir cows, a breed from India.
Locals say to Vishal
and family, “Oh, you’re the people with the camel-like animals!”—referring to
the hump they have on their backs. People come by all the time, quite amazed at
the very different and very gentle creatures. Well, Manu, the young bull, is
rather feisty. He’s handsome like a prince though.
I indeed relish being
in the country, and what is quite the fascination for me, is that running
through Vishal and Yasomati’s property is the Trans Canada Trail. We couldn’t
resist taking to it, even just for a stretch. As we headed south, our ears were
tantalized by the sound of bagpipes.
What would someone be
doing with Highlander sound out here?
Next to the trail,
beyond multiple trees, was a man playing the calming sound of a Scotsman’s
delight, and in a cemetery. “Amazing Grace” was one of his tunes, played as he
paced through the rows of tombstones. It seemed like he was honouring the
dearly departed. Vishal, Yasomati, her mom and myself sat there on the grass savouring the sound. Vishal
and I saw it as a perfect spot for chanting our gayatri mantra. As we did so, a flock of Canada Geese flew
overhead, which contributed to the calmness and wilderness of wonder.
May the Source be with
you!
7 km
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