Cleveland, Ohio
You
Can Smell
“You can smell the sweetness of the earth,”
said Michael, as he, Kaustubha and I tread alongside Rocky River in the Ohio
State Metro Parks. With the great thaw
the water came gushing down. Snow was
vanishing. Birds were
appearing—cardinals, blue jays, red-winged black birds, just about every bird
who reveals spring. White sycamores,
maples and wild cherry trees gave us company.
And the sun made all that would be blurry—clear.
There were people as well—dog sitters,
joggers, just about everyone had come out of hibernation.
People had also become the topic of our
discussion. It was not gossip-oriented
in the least. Michael and Kaustubha are
observant of the sufferings of humanity.
Both of them are quite expert in reaching out to those needing
attention. For instance, Kaustubha is
quite active in keeping up networking with friends, old and new, who need to
hear from his amiable side. And just
last evening, Michael organized a fund-raiser for a woman at work. He and his group of Young Lions raised
$20,000 for Kelly who’s going through the nightmare of breast cancer. You can imagine the emotions that flared up
at the event. Michael, himself, was in
tears, overwhelmed by the sense of humanity lurking beneath it all.
Weekly, on Sunday, Krishna programs are
held at the home of Krishnanandini who herself is recovering from surgery for
cancer. She could not come downstairs
while we were conducting the chant / talk / eat program.
We pray for her.
May the Source be with you!
4 km
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