Cleveland, Ohio
In Cleveland
I arrived at the bus depot in downtown Cleveland, and
while I enjoyed this new space, so did some meadowlarks that happened to get
inside. They flew from light fixture to
light fixture, pooping around and sometimes they came in for a landing picking
up a snack scrap or two left on the floor.
They appeared to be trapped though, and they weren’t sure how to get
out.
This dynamic nearly reminded me of a famous episode in
the epic, The Mahabharat, where Abhimanyu, the young warrior, so expertly was
able to penetrate through the military barrier.
Once in, he was unable to exit as the barrier closed in on him. It is
actually a sad moment in the story, and it meant Abhimanyu’s end.
Dayal Nitai, my host in Cleveland, had come to fetch me while
I had eyes on birds, and mind on the battlefield. Once we arrived at his home at Hillsdale
Road, he treated me to some of his raw food preparations. He tells me he’s writing a book which
includes those recipes of his, “Masterpiece Recipies”.
Now to work off the calories of that fine food, I
ventured off, but only for an hour, taking in good air and moving my
limbs. I satisfy myself in breathing in
what is one of the greatest gifts, and I appreciate that my legs are the most outstanding mobilizers that a
human can savour in.
A Wednesday group met at Dayal’s in the evening, and
after a kirtan, our discussion based
on the Bhagavad Gita 11.53/54, was all about the aspiration to see God. Our conclusion was that as you pursue
devotion, the eagerness to have a vision of someone calms down, and that energy
transforms to “doing”, at which time, God sees you.
May the Source be with you!
5 KM
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