Jaffray, British Columbia
Pulling Over
A man pulled over as I was walking on the Crowsnest Pass. He just came from his nightshift work and asked, “Can I give you a ride?”
Quite routine, as far as my reply is concerned, but with some heart, I mentioned that I can’t accept a lift because my project doesn’t call for that. I handed him my card with my name and short bio. On the reverse side is the fully spelled out maha mantra beginning with “Hare Krishna”. I qualified my role as a monastic person with a portfolio as a walker, a pilgrim, and how I wanted to see more people take care of their physical and spiritual selves.
The man wanted to know where I stay at night, and I let him know that I tent-it-out with a small support team. He was compelled to reach into his pocket and pull out a twenty dollar donation. This, I very much appreciated, and let him know that putting energy into this healing-the-heart while-hurting-the-heels is a worthy project.
It was a rather brief exchange and wonderful. This kind soul took the opportunity to be of service to others.
In the afternoon I met another man who pulled over, but it was obvious from his questions and gestures that his intentions were not very sattvic or clean. I relayed to Michael the story and Michael who had also trekked the country mentioned that he had also met those types while on the journey.
In a more compassionate moment, I managed to pull out a thought in wishing the man well after the incident, and I hoped that he would seek the opportunity for higher tastes in life, namely, the spiritual component. I chose to reflect on the image that I saw between the exchanges of the two pulling-over people. I had watched a herd of elk cross the river in the valley. That was awesome, God’s mercy. It left me sleeping with good thoughts.
May the Source be with you!
35 KM
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