Mayapura, West Bengal
Kill
the Cold
On the 13th, Chaya got
married. It was also on the 13th that
Anasuya from Mauritius was cremated in Jaipur, India. Her son, Kirtan Das, just informed me about
her situation. It was cancer that took
her life. Here we see how janma (birth), mrtyuh (death), jara (old
age) and vyadhi (disease) are in full
swing in this mundane world. We see it
all around.
And as the yaksha
had asked the sovereign Yudhisthira, “What is the most amazing wonder for
you?” His answer was, “Everywhere people
are perishing but something within tells me I’m not going to die.” That’s profound.
If anything, it’s the inner self, the soul,
that insists on being constant. We will
die over again and again and the soul will persist.
With all the saintliness in the character of
this gentle soul, Anasuya, I am certain she is on to a good journey.
Regarding vyadhi,
illness, it is coming on, just a cold mind you, but it has taken me to bed for
some extra time. I was blessed to put
effort into some writing about my walk in Israel but after some time desk-itis crept in. I decided to put an hour into the final kirtan of the marathon. The intent was to throw myself into the heat
of it all. A lot of dancing could put
out the cold. Sweat would do it.
We had a splendid time. “A new way of dance,” remarked a couple of
the participants. Yes it was, and it did
help.
Goodbye Stephen from London, Ontario. Thanks for helping to introduce our play.
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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