Toronto, Ontario
A Walk in the Quiet
I made an official call on behalf of our temple to an agency. It’s not my favourite type of service but nevertheless it must be done. My legal name was in their records but not my email address. I gave them my current email address but it did not compute with what they had. They were nice to me in terms of being helpful but the mood of service stepped up when I explained the following.
“Well, at one time I may have had thewalkingmonk@pamho.net. You see, I’m a monk who’s walked long distances, for instance, across Canada four times.”
That got a response.
“You are awesome!” said the lady. And so what took some time in searching or sorting out things, became less of an ordeal. People do respect the monk status to some degree. When the phone call ended, she said it once again. “You are awesome!”
After that I certainly have to live up to the title and so, after a day of official and less official work—yes, I got into scrubbing a corner of the kitchen—I felt the need to walk in the area between Rosedale and the Annex. How quiet it was, and even when it was not terribly late, 8:45 p.m. Covid is doing its work. I guess we have our job to do; keeping some social distancing going. The hustle-n-bustle of Christmas will be less of a reality this year. Oh well! Silent night, right?
May the Source be with you!
3 km
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