Port Coquitlan, British Columbia.
Days of Death and Life
When I joined the Hare Krishna
movement, I was 20. I was young and full of anticipation for an improved life.
Well, that has happened. I am blessed. Now looking at fifty years later, my
intentions are the same. I continue to work on self improvement, although
externals have changed.
Other young persons had joined
when I did. For instance, two of the decent people I got to know were a couple,
Vallabha Chaitanya and Lila Sukha. Last week, Vallabha passed away at
Saranagati where I just visited. Lila Sukha has resided at our West Virginia
community, and her fate is similar. She’s in the hospital and this very morning
her life-support has been removed by the doctor, which means she has hours to
live. She was a good human being and a devotee, mother, wife, etc.
I called her son, Narottama, to
ask for a favor. “You say she’s not responsive. Can you put your phone to her
ear. I would like to say some final words of optimism, and say the mantra.”
So, Narottama did just that, and I’m sure many small contributions will help
towards a better closure.
While driving back to Vancouver,
I spoke to my friend, Daruka, my cross Canada walking support person. His step
dad, Alex, a good man, is at the hospital, soon to leave this world. Daruka put
his phone to Alex’s ear so I could communicate. He heard me and responded. And
tomorrow I’ll attend a memorial for a young girl who died a year ago by an
automobile accident. Lots of death. Life is in the spirit.
May the Source be with you!
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