Rosedale, Toronto
Grids and Curves
The streets in Rosedale are not necessarily running on a grid. There are some curves that make it interesting for a walker, a driver or a cyclist. The fox in the neighbourhood, with their shared companions such as squirrels, skunks and raccoons, have little appreciation for our trails. Laneways, lines of landscaped shrubs are more like their forte. However, at least some of the urban wildlife enjoy upward mobility with vertical trees. You see the occasional curious head pop out of a hedge or a fairy tail sticking out of the foliage. Anyway, they are our neighbours, like anyone else.
People were out walking their dogs, the more domestic of creatures. One woman was bending over, picking up after her pet, as I was walking by. She remarked, “It’s not the most glorious deed but once you have a dog it goes with the territory.” It was her mild way of saying service must be done.
That is foundational. Her words expressed the essential truth about life. We are here to assist others whether it be humans, pets, plants or the elements. They serve us. It is simply a matter of reciprocation. We receive but we must also give. It’s in giving that the heart lightens. Yes, the weight of the world can be lifted. It is understood that karma-free actions turn everything around. It is the joy of service that makes us joyful. Let us get familiar with the practical application of servitude and enjoy the benefit thereof.
I ended my walk at the liquor store where I sat to chant gayatri mantras. No booze for me. That stuff is horrible, if I do say so myself.
May this source be with you!
3 km
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