The Annex, Toronto
The Gratitude in Rain
My walk to the shiatzu centre was a
pleasant movement through the rain under an umbrella. It was a few minutes of contemplation. I find
that rain often does that; heightens the pensive nature in us. As long as it’s not too long. I recall
days on the marathon walks when a full eight hours was with rain and in the rain. Few motorists stop to
talk. It’s just me and the rain, or rather Krishna.
That’s always the way to think of it. It’s
Krishna.
Only today I contemplated on His devotee
and his pureness. I’m speaking of none other than our guru, Prabhupada. What he had done for
me and countless others is indescribable. Even to this day, years since he passed (Nov. 1977) he still
impacts people through his publications, his temples and his devotees. He has and does change lives.
I came back from the shiatzu session
feeling great, naturally. I felt even better that, when I arrived to the ashram, there was cooked
asparagus waiting for me. That was done out of love by the donor, Sarthak, the cook, Dwarkanath and
finally the stasher, Vallabha Hari, who knows I’m a sucker for this kind of green prasadam.
Prabhupada, I thank you for prasadam.
Rain persisted throughout the day until
about 7 p.m. when it was time for our evening stairway kirtan.
Miracles! That’s what we have to look for, sniff out
for and seek out. We will find it.
May the Source be with you!
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