Got A Call
Uber picked me up for a fast drive to Brampton, to a lawyer’s office, to sign papers for securing a new location for an ISKCON Centre. It will be ours—a unit in a plaza on Steeles Avenue—and much larger than our current rental place on George Street. The papers were signed and a grand opening happens on Sunday.
On my way to the lawyers, I received a call on my cell. “Nevada” showed up on my screen. Oh, that must be someone I met on last summer’s walk, I thought.
“Yes, hello! I met you at the Shanti Ashram near Silver City and I need some advice. I’ve been a Kali follower for three decades. I was given a mantra by a guru. Would you suggest I stick to that mantra to respect the Goddess?”
“Yes, I think I remember you. It’s great that you have a mantra and you just might stick to it, but I’ll tell you, frankly, that I derive a lot of pleasure from the maha mantra. You might add this mantra: Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare, Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare.
“Here’s a definition of this mantra: ‘O awesome Creator, please allow me to be of blissful service to You and Your creation.’”
I don’t know that my caller, a woman, would take to heart my suggestion, but at least I had the privilege to give some advice to the powerful combination of the sounds in the great mantra of deliverance.
“It’s a mantra that expresses ‘giving’ as opposed to ‘taking’.”
She appreciated the talk.
“Call me anytime!” I said.
May the Source be with you!