Think Less. Do More.
I was happy to be part of the wedding reception for Damodhara, Gujarati born practitioner of bhakti yoga. He resides in Sudbury, the place where I lived when I met Krishna monks who changed my life. I spoke a few words to the crowd, addressing my joy at his partnership, before the toast and the cake cutting.
I really support marriage and the prospect for a one-shot deal. I expressed my wish they'll have twelve kids. People roared laughing.
The reception was held right in Govinda's Dinning Room which is beneath the room where I reside. I picked up the sign at the table assigned to me, marked "reserved" and let people know that this is the way I am at times. And sometimes, I make noise.
I spent quality time with Damodhara's folks and friends. The people were great and so was the prasadam. It was necessary to skip the cake. So much sugar just isn't a good practice. At times, I think the stuff to be like the coronavirus.
For the curse of being indoors all day, including the wedding reception, I thought it time to be outdoors and go for a night walk. Well, I set out the door with one of our young men for talks, questions and answers. He opened his mind and heart. I listened. He took my advice: "Think less. Do more!" I guess I was trying to say to him not to be too reserved.
May the Source be with you!