Russell, Ontario
Tis the Life
Jagajivan, Samuel and I took to the trail on this day of utter shanti, peace. Oh, how fortuitous it was—like heaven. Fresh air. The snow ran through it, leaving a freshness which is so conducive for walking with the mantraon your lips.
We veered off to penetrate through a conservation haven comprised of cedars and hardwoods. Below our feet were newly-fallen leaves in a sprinkled-snow-and-slush combination. The three of us had no doubt in our minds that this is where we wanted to be. We were one.
The inevitable reality is that the trail does come to an end. We had to surrender to the look and the culture of timeline-ing. By 8:00 a.m., we had to be in the Registry Building, now a cultural hall were devotions to Krishna and judo martial arts take place.
The rest of a perfect day then rolled out—a day of sanga and hearing from others on the devotional path from different parts of Canada. What a congenial group we are! Of course I can say so of others. For myself, I can surely attest to spurts of rotten consciousness.
We began with Guruvastakam, a song in honour of guru. That’s how every day actually begins, with men and women swaying and praying. A mrdungadrum, a harmonium, and a pair of kartalsare the instruments that make the sound of the song complete.
Our meetings began, meaningful, relevant, reassuring and continued into the night, with breaks in between.
Tis the life!
May the Source be with you!
6 km
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