Burnaby, British Columbia
Two Types
The night kicked-in and that was
the sign for me to take a walk down by the perfect black and flat soil, where
houses and green bushes are in abundance. It was also where a pair of coyotes
meandered for food and fun.
I turned the corner from Marine
Drive, and entered the quiet of the farmland described above when a thought
came. There are two types of people that can walk endlessly – a monk and a
criminal. A monk walks about, exercising detachment from the world. A criminal
walks about and just keeps going because no one wants him around.
For me, walking spells freedom
because I see and encounter something fresh every time. As I was pacing along,
I met a middle-aged fellow. Let’s call him Jim. We were at a crossroads and
ended up walking in the same direction so naturally we talked. I mentioned to
him my thoughts about the two types, but not implying he was a criminal.
However, he certainly is not a person who’s renounced. He has a house nearby,
but he’s giving himself some moments to ponder in the course of his walk. That
makes him somewhat introspective. I believe there to be a shared vocation of
walking and that’s what is important. We connected through walking. We finished
our chat when I said “My name is Swami,” hoping he’d say his name. “See ya!”
Was his response. We came to that corner where you suddenly turn to Marine
Drive. The traffic deafened all other sounds.
May the Source be with you!
4 km
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