Cleveland, Ohio
Did
Something
I did something today that was rather
abnormal. I stayed in one place. I didn’t even step into a car. I did, however, take to the dry road and go
clockwise on the crescent here in Olmsted Township. Sidewalks weren’t fully cleared from results
of the flurries.
With me was Kaustubha, a lad (devotee) whom
I love to receive letters from. He’s got
this punk rock edge to his writing style.
Light humour is what comes out.
It’s entertaining. No letter
writing today, just some talking and walking in a snow-covered neighbourhood.
We did sit down at our host, Paurnamasi’s,
home and along with Jake, read and reflected on “Memories” of a guru, Srila
Prabhupada. Those reflections are just
the best. The wisdom and gestures of the
master are worthy of perpetual embrace.
Maureen came by with three-year-old
Gerard. Maureen’s partner, Arjuna, is in
prison. He has four more years and he’s
doing great. I managed to chat with him
on the phone. He’s seriously loved by
the inmates. I gave Arjuna initiation
some years back. His chaplain, Akilananda,
gave recommendation, saying he was
worthy. I wish him well.
Paurnamasi’s hubby, Michael, was also
around in the morning. I was trying to
assist the two of them in pronunciation of our cherished Bengali and Sanskrit
songs. That was a major reason for
cutting the recent CD, “Chants To Dance To” by The Walking Monk.
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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