Most Relaxed
Most new people I met today were on Bloor Street when I was out catching a 6 km walk after sundown.
“I’m a nephew of the Hannas,” said Charlie, who smoothly snuck up behind Karuna and me. “Haribol!” he said, which is devotee lingo. The Hannas, Charlie’s relatives, have a devotional rock band called Rajasi.
“Good to meet you, Charlie.”
We also met a sixty-five year old. He knows our ashram. He’s been there, but frequents more the Baskin Robbins. Ice cream is his weakness. We walked for blocks. He talked. I brought to his attention the maha mantra, more chilled than ice cream.
A middle-aged woman, driving, caught a glimpse of us. She pulled over, stopped the car and thought we could help her. “I’m going through stuff. The latest is these bugs, called boxelders, which have been disturbing my garden for three years now. “Any idea what I can do?”
I suggested she check with pest professionals who can give direction. “Try the organic ways.” I truly believe she is lonely and just wanted to talk to someone. We concluded she may be in a Rahu / Ketu period—dark planetary influences. “Please try this mantrafor becoming calm, and prudently go about trying to get help from a bug guru.”
The most relaxed persons I met all day were the gircows and bulls at Vishal’s farm. He is very progressive with agriculture. He, or they—the family—make soap from their dairy cow.
May the Source be with you!
6 km
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