Sunday, 8 April 2018

Wednesday, April 4th, 2018

Flacq, Mauritius

Watch the Lightning

Dinanatha had an incident six weeks ago.  He was doing some work on the roof when lightning struck.  He woke up in the hospital hours later, fortunately alive. We asked him what happened but he can’t remember as he became unconscious during the incident.  It’s just that now his memory of things in general is waning.

Dinanatha, however, is undeterred in his devotion.  His chanting, his puja—home worship—and family responsibilities with two teenage boys are admirable.

Such is the case for a number of people I know here in Mauritius.  There are duty and bhakti-bound folks here.  No one is perfect and not all relations are smooth-going according to Kala, who knows a lot about interactions and dealings in the community.  “Some are doing great,” he says.

The young and old, who accompanied us on this morning’s trek through the sugar cane route, were up early with good treads on—some not so good.  We took the trail of large worn stones and puddles, on up-and-down terrain.  Rain came down just as we completed our walk at 7:00 a.m.

It’s a quiet island.  Folks are shy and simple and we love them.  The youth are being engaged by us in our production of “Many Mothers, Many Fathers.”  This is to be staged twice this weekend.  It’s now annual that I come to the island for a cultural presentation in what we have coined as the “Shakti Show.”

I wish to mention about my dear godsister, Padyavali, who has passed after a long battle with  Parkinson’s. My prayers are with her soul. 

May the Source be with you!
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