Hamilton, Ontario
One Hour
To get to Hamilton from Toronto, takes just a few minutes shy of one hour. Pradhyumna was my driver, and our
destination was St. Joseph’s Health Care/Hospital, where I was to meet Dr.
Ikesaks, a specialist in blood-clot issues.
Last April in Mauritius, just after a week-long intense program
in South Africa, I felt an incredible pain in my right side. Apparently, people over sixty-five are more
susceptible to some reaction from high altitude and long air flights. I was one of them.
The doctor was pleased with my general back-to-baseline good
health, but encouraged me to stick to the daily blood-thinner pill. So, it was a diagnosis that revealed a good
report, thank God.
The staff at the hospital were pleasant. Many patients were in the queue, and I
imagine it’s like that practically every day.
“Birth, death, old age, disease” are spoken of by Krishna in the Gita,
and are standard features of this world.
What can be done? One must go
through it all while preserving a sustained higher consciousness. https://www.instagram.com/p/B2XTcJogv3J/?igshid=w0lhgl6s386a
Back in Toronto, when nightfall reached us, Pradhyumna and I
went for a chilled walk, lucky to avoid precipitation. People were everywhere in the streets
hankering for enjoyment. I don’t think
they’ll get it completely. Merely focusing
any one of our senses on a sense object, just doesn’t do the job.
Our one hour meander through the downtown was just perfect,
duration wise. Then the rains came! When
we got back to the ashram,
Pradhyumna worked his massage magic on my thighs, addressing all the
tight spots. Once complete, it took a
good hour to get to sleep.
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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