Alachua / Tampa
Last Day North
I had read from the book, Chaitanya Charitamrta,where Nityananda expresses that the body and soul are one, but the prana / atma / the soul is more important. My reading with the follow-up verse and purport was the subject of discussion. Naturally it led to the philosophical conclusion of acintyabedabedatattva: the inconceivable, simultaneous oneness but difference principle. The subsequent discussion among those who sat there, thirty-five or so people, was very interesting.
From that temple location in Alachua, several of us left for the ‘springs’ once again. It was my preference to go for that natural therapy which was so much needed. One of the devotees, Vaikunthanath, insisted I use the snorkel. "You could see everything underneath the water."
But I declined, "I would rather do it the raw way and swim it like Johnny Weissmuller, with no gear." I had found out that the champion swimmer and actor had all those Tarzan movies from the ’30s and ’40s filmed in Silver Springs, Florida, nearby.
Most people tube their way down the stream, and there appeared to be thousands of them, but Danesvara, age seventy, myself, and the rest—young men and women—vied for the swim. They all agreed that was the superior way to go downstream. Farewell tubes!
From the ‘springs’ I was driven to Tampa for a kirtan and class from the Bhagavatam, Prayers by Queen Kunti. I got everyone, about forty plus, to dance to Rayn's funky drum beats. It was so engaging. All were happy! Tomorrow I head south to Miami. https://www.instagram.com/p/By_6PIBgDXg/?igshid=nndpyliu9unt
May the Source be with you!
3 km on foot
3 km in water
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