High Park, Toronto
High in High Park
It’s strange but Toronto has been my home base since 1973 and in all that time I’ve never had, or taken, the opportunity to venture into High Park. It is rated as 4.5/5 and I can testify. When you’re there you won’t feel like you’re in the city.
Walking along the pond called Grenadier is pleasant as well as the main trails and off route ones. It’s always great to be in nature, with or without company. I’m not going out to even small home events but in nature’s social-distance venues I have no problem.
Christopher and Nick brought me along and it is Nick who more-or-less was our guide, being that he frequents this treasure, which is in his neighbourhood. We got a charge from the lone swan, the unique trees and, I guess you can say, the people. Trees, water, earth and sky bring out the best in folks. They seemed to respond to the need of getting out.
This notion of moving on, getting out the door and going to explore and seen more reminds me of something from the shastra, scripture. In Canto One of the book Bhagavatam, the wise Vidura tells his older and sickly, blind brother that it’s time to leave the house (in his case, the palace). He was urging him to depart from his attachment and comfort. “Go to the north! Go to the quiet!” Was the message. He was implying the need to exit the world from there and to do so in a proper frame of mind; one of detachment while remaining attached to Krishna.
The three of us were not ready to leave the world. We still want to see more of the world’s leaves.
May the source be with you!
3 km
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