Fredericton, New Brunswick
Getting to Know Bear
“The recent floods in New Brunswick did a lot of damage,” said one fine lady on her way to work. She showed us some pics, on her camera-phone, of how the Saint John River rose to the level of the foot bridge. We chatted with her. She really wanted to know about we four monks walking the bridge under a strong sun but chilling breeze.
A film company at one end of the bridge was on a music video assignment. A guy was rapping out a song and we happened to get in the frame.
Our trekking lasted over two hours, going over foot bridges, over sand-ridge trails, and also circumventing puddles of relatively large magnitude.
All this walking happened in Fredericton, but it was back to Saint John where we truly shared with the public, at Uptown, the chanting. OMG! The folks here are so easy to approach. They loved our cultural output of chanting with djembes and harmonium.
One admirer, Bear, by name, is a Mi’kmaq with some Irish blood in him. He acquired that name when he was in the Northwest Territories and was attacked by a grizzly. He showed me his permanent scars on his arms. Luckily, he survived, and is alive to be with us on the grass, learning how to chant. He’s a strong, husky type of guy, and is very eager to know about the Bhagavad-gita.
He followed us to the Wellness Centre for Presentation #2. Bear went home with a book, “The Gita,” as well as beads, and wants to learn more and more. I told him to seek help from Nick, who lives in Saint John. He will be an ideal coach for Bear.
May the Source be with you!