Toronto, Ontario
Be Grounded
Yes, I’m still in T.O. or what rapper, Drake, calls “The
Six” (six boroughs), however, my mind is all over the place. Yes, today it gravitated to San Diego,
Calgary, Ottawa, Miami, Australia, Russia, Spain—just about everywhere that a
dream leads to—oh, and even the sun.
I thought of Hanuman who flew to the sun. You might as well say I traveled ethereally
to all under the sun and in one sense, to the sun as a passenger with the
powerful monkey himself. Today there
was no presence of the sun within our view.
Clouds, pushed by speedy winds, obscured its visage.
During this windy walk at Ramsden Park my dhoti cloth was half in the sky and half
on myself. Everything was racing and so
was my mind. Should it be… racing? Fortunately for me, on this afternoon, all my
subtle trips from San to Spain were devotionally-driven. I would like to champion myself on this and
even if, per chance, my subtle sense was to drop down in Vegas, I can squarely
say, “I’m here to be of some service to you souls who really don’t need to go
to the slot machines. There’s something
of greater value.”
Yes, I can truly say I’m hooked on this bhakti yoga which is like
kayaking a swift river that in no way you can seriously back-paddle. To confess, desires of diverse kind do
surface, however, I’m inclined to say, “Get ye behind me!”
The sport that we play is a harnessing of wild child in
me. Behave, Mind!
I discontinued my walk and looked at the exterior of our
temple ashram thinking, “It’s a rock. My
determination must be like that – grounded.”
May the Source be with you!
4km
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