Evergreen Bricksworks, Toronto
All Good Stuff
We have such a great philosophy. I am not this body. I am spirit soul. I am here to serve. All good stuff.
When this body receives pain, the pain is eased because you tell yourself, “That is not me. It may be connected to me but it is not me.” I have to convince myself of this reality from time to time. One of those times is now. Weaning off painkillers and accepting some uneasiness. That’s the way to go through the healing of my left leg.
It was so generous of my friend, Paramahamsa, to drive me to the Brickworks; that little piece of heaven I’ve written about before. The ponds are appealing, the multiple species of trees, the goldfish, the turtles and beavers.
A young couple, just married, were getting their pictures taken by a professional photographer. It’s a common place for newlyweds. I told this couple, as we were leaving the place, with me on crutches, “You guys look good!” As in western style, the groom was in dark duds and she wore a white gown.
That’s something I didn’t do in this life — get married. It was never meant for me. I married a mission when I was 20.
“I’ll be 70 next year.” I tell the next generation, “Prepare to take over and become captain of the ship.”
Being at the brickworks gave me a change of scenery, some fresh breeze and a chance to walk with my four legs, two of which are not mine (crutches). In fact, all four are not me.
May the Source be with you!
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