Gain and Loss
Sometimes the best way to get out to the suburbs, like Etobicoke to meet my appointment, is by way of the subway—commuter train—to the end of the line. There, your host for an evening home program will be waiting.
My host, Narahari, who’s from South India, was waiting at the western-most point of the line, the Kipling station.
The subway system is unfamiliar to me. I rarely take it, but due to traffic congestion on Friday afternoon and the tough weather conditions, this was the practical way of doing things. I arrived at Narahari’s in a timely manner, and a great discussion ensued regarding the symptoms of one spiritually progressed. What are the signs you look for? Great program.
It was this morning at 6:45 a.m. that I received a call from Karen who was grieving that her husband had passed away. Rsi was a good friend of mine and it is not yet known the cause of his departure. It’s a buddy who will be missed. More info will come out regarding some bio. My guess is that he was 63.
A few words: Rsi first became a monk in 1975 when he joined the temple with some friends from London, Ontario. He had an interesting way with people. Soft-spoken and with quite the photographic memory on “the old days,” he really supplied you with details. He was a pioneer of book sales—books produced by Bhaktivedanta Book Trust (BBT). His name was Rick Hobson when he first came. Also to his credit was his hospitality at the temple/ashram, serving as receptionist and dishing out prasadam—sanctified food. There’s more, but for now I must pray and chant.
May the Source be with you!