I Hadn’t Seen
I hadn’t seen him for twenty years. Naro is a third generation Krishna person. His dad, Kuladev, is my godbrother.
I accidentally stumbled upon Naro at the Brickworks while on a longer than usual trek for the evening with Kevala and Karuna. Naro was parked with his fancy, souped-up, old model of a car, which was giving him some trouble, and thus he had just finished doing some repairs.
I knew him when he was a boy of eight. His body has changed, just like I’m sure his car’s body has been altered. Such is the case according to the teachings of Sri Krishna in the Gita. “The embodied soul continually passes from childhood to youth to old age. The soul also passes at death…”
It was good to see a kid now be a man. I anticipate he’s a good man.
“Take care, Naro!”
Kevala, Karuna and I kept walking to a well-maintained trail—the same one where I did all my training for marathon walking.
“It was in this general location that the idea of trekking the whole of Canada was born.” I mentioned this, as we had just passed under a railroad bridge with huge trees on both sides.
Once we reached near Mount Pleasant Boulevard, we came to a park and entered a park facility with washrooms, just for a break from our three-hour trek. The building was a forties style, now up for renovation.
Everything requires a reno, these bodies, and at some point, the building or body changes altogether.
May the Source be with you!