Fredericton, New Brunswick
Bridges of Consciousness
I believe most walkers love walking over bridges, especially if there's a wooden flooring which has a little bit of a spring to it. Once a railway bridge, the Bill Thorpe Bridge crosses over the Saint John River, and is the length of five hundred and eighty-one metres, with a serious iron framing on each side.
A repair man on the bridge asked if we were monks, and we naturally said, "Yes." He was curious. There were other repair crewmen ready to embark on a four-month workover of the bridge. Its sides and deck will be redone. Maintenance is the jurisdiction of Vishnu, God as the preservation deity. The four of us monks were chanting Krishna's name while ambling along on this iconic bridge, and we are confident that divine aspect of Krishna, in the form of Vishnu, was pleased. https://www.instagram.com/p/B1vuUSPg33m/?igshid=ioof5s5k67no
In the afternoon, I craved for health and peace of mind, so with some time on our hands we ventured over to Lake Killarney for a last chance at a dip, as the weather was predicted to turn wet. The swim was brief. The calls I make can be lengthy sometimes. I'm lucky that I can get on with administration duties in such a gorgeous setting, by the beach and under a shady apple tree. I was talking to Garuda, which is the name of the bird carrier of Vishnu. He opened the call with a "I offer my peak at your feet (laughter).”
At 7:00 p.m., we had a healthy turnout of people for a Sangha at the Norfolk Motel. Lots of food. Plenty of chants. Discussions were centred around the guru, Prabhupada. "He came from Calcutta and is making his mark to change the world..."
I implied that he was building many bridges of Consciousness.
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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