243 Ave Rd., Toronto
Under One Roof
At this wintry time it makes
absolute sense to communicate with those whom you share the same roof. With our
resident monks we shared Vedic wisdom. Hara Kumar, who in some ways is my
senior, delivered this morning’s class on being like an ocean. The ocean
receives plentiful water in the form of flowing rivers, yet it remains grave.
In a similar way HK explained that desires may flow into our mental lake, however,
one must stay level-headed in thought and action.
With recent new residents,
Mahadeva and Annapurna, we talked of future traveling plans. The east coast is
on our desire list and there we will attend a wedding, play music and mantra
in parks and what to speak of walking a few trails. We day-dreamt about the
time of departure, the particular vehicle we had in mind and the adventure and
prospects of making new friends.
A brief drop into the kitchen and
there I did not see our dear Dwarkanath cooking up his usual storm. He was
perched on a stool strumming away at his musical instrument. I think all the
pots and pans were enchanted by his playing and presence.
It was under our common roof,
sheltered also by walls and warmth that I conducted three classes on our Gita
chat. So, while I was under one roof I connected, technically, with people
under other roofs, in different parts of the world. It was just wonderful.
May the source be with you!
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