Mayapura, India
Monsoons Now
Monsoons! What?! But yes, rain persists and I'm liking it. Thunder-sounds roll along at night. A walk to certain places means you go through quite the puddles, ankle-deep. The fresh, newly-nourished vegetation spew out a fragrance that expands the nostrils. This triggered a flash-back.
I was five. I was in the Netherlands—a trip made with Mom. While sitting in a van (at my choice) and avoiding adults, relatives, talking and sipping on their 4 o'clock afternoon tea, I took a whiff of that same sweet fragrance. The rain in the Netherlands is so regular, as are overcast skies. When a rainfall pervaded the air and struck vegetation the emissions of nature were powerful. I remember that smell so clearly from sixty-one years ago.
My, how the brain works! Now away from tulip land below sea-level and back to Mayapura, which is slightly above sea-level, I did have the blessing to hear a class from the Bhagavatam by Basu Gosh of the Chicago area, originally. Bless his heart, he is forever trying to get people to study Sanskrit. There are few takers, however. Such an endeavour takes commitment. https://www.instagram.com/p/BuTxBcUA_eV/?utm_source=ig_share_sheet&igshid=1k99u42vmqceh
An evening session with the actors was very stimulating, and the walks back and forth, to and from the Samadhi are just what makes a day perfect. Periodic sitting, standing and walking makes for a balanced day. Let's not forget the hugging of old friends and new ones. They are stretches, no doubt, well worth wrapping arms around round, thin and some prosperous frames.
May the Source be with you!
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