Buenos Aires,
Argentina
Marathon Practice
Seva Kunj, our sound
man, held up a pecan and said, “This looks like my brain.” Then he snapped the pecan in half to indicate
that his lack of sleep had numbed his brain.
It was done without resentment.
We were all, our whole crew, on a marathon to assemble a new drama for
tomorrow’s fest.
Playing one of the
principle roles is Lucas who had saved his former dreadlocks and, as a prop, is
sewing those precious hair pieces to a toque.
We went beyond 2:00
a.m. with practice, and with the script still not completed, before hitting head
to pillow, our minds lingering in uncertainty.
It was discipline, but
we saw the exercise as fun, as well as a challenge. Patience is what comes as a glorious
result. To keep our weary selves excited
we would, in unison, shout out cheerleading cries like, “We gotta go, go, go,
go! We gotta fight, fight, fight,
fight! We gotta win, win, win, win! We gotta go, fight, win!”
In addition to that,
each member carries their japa beads with them for the divine reminder of our
connection with Krishna. Snacks also
make their way to the tight yoga room to enliven our senses.
The story in our
drama, “Walk the U.S.A.” is nicely layered with the philosophy of what we
believe in.
May the Source be with
you!
7 km
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