Saturday, 2 May 2020

Thursday, April 30, 2020

Toronto, Ontario

As I Sat…

As I sat on the wooden stairs I struggled to get my sandal onto the right foot. “Something seems different,” I thought.  “Why isn’t it fitting?  The clasp isn’t closing?  Maybe my extra-thick sock is restricting it?”

Well, it didn’t take long before I could see the problem.  I’ve gotten the wrong shoe on the wrong foot.  My evening trek wouldn’t have worked out.  Now, how did it come to this?  All I could think of was that it was a rough day.  With three long conference calls and on top of that—dealing with four families, each who lost a loved one to disease (only one from Covid)—it made the day very demanding.  I felt mentally some drain of energy.  No wonder I couldn’t see the right from the left.

My response to all of this was to go for that walk and evening isn’t a bad choice of time.  All except take out restaurants and convenience are closed for business over the virus.  I ended up having Bloor St. almost to myself.

“Hare Krishna Hare Krishna…“ I went chanting on my beads.  As usual the few pedestrians find it unique to see a monk with his beads in hand.  My beads particularly dangle.  I do like to show them off. Who actually prays on the street?  It’s so rare to see.  Hey, he’s got on a good-looking pair of sandals!

I don’t mind being that oddball—anything to excite a soul and incite it into the slightest quest of truth is a good thing.

May the Source be with you!
6 km

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