Toronto, Ontario
Happy Times?
When you step outside
in the dark you are liable to see lights, not necessarily the luminaries of the
sky, galaxies or the milky way, like the twinkle twinkle little stars the skies
above Utah. It’s actually all those
Christmas lights which pump up the bucks for the optimum cash flow of the year.
The lights of November
and December don’t always get me “lit.”
I’m a Scrooge in spirit for the commercial hype. I do love Jesus but not the Christmas that is
not his.
Anyway, may we
tolerate the yuletide. I can think,
however, of the optimism just around the corner. In four days there is
something called Gita Jayanti, the
birth of the ‘words’ spoken by Krishna and Arjuna. Vaishnavas will celebrate the occasion.
As I walked from
Rasesvara’s condo, at Richmond and Spadina, to home, I was witnessing the fluff
of this season and it came to mind that I hope Gita Jayanti will not rise and
fall like “All Saints Day,” which has become almost completely lost in the
ghoulish Halloween we now know. I hope
that Easter might return to Jesus and take the Easter eggs from the bunnies’
hands.
I’ll admit that the
stroll was pretty, and Queen West remains as one of the most hip streets of the
nation. It’s dominated by the youth and
here, on Saturday night, you’re likely to feel some kind of hope. It’s hard, though, when you hear that Sufis
in the number of over 300 were killed by ISIS in Egypt. Our guru, Prabhupada, had admiration for this
group of devotional people, the Sufis.
It’s tragic
really. Very, very tragic!
Thanks, Corry, my cousin, for coming to visit after
so many years.
May the Source be with you!
7 km
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