Heavy Rains
Heavy rains had come the night before leaving pools,
puddles, and minor flooding. You had to
watch where to walk. An outdoor shopping
mall with devotional paraphernalia could not be accessed. It was one big mud river, so it seemed. The mall was set up as a tempting maze. It
was the route to the food.
The food - oh yes - the food. It comes across as delicious each time. During the ABM an extra 1300 people need to
be fed. The prasadam (sanctified food)
draws the crowds twice a day. I get the
chance to walk from table to table and connect with the South Americans,
Chinese, Africans, Europeans, Indians, and even the Americans.
I enjoyed the seminars on rural living and how to get there,
as well as a seminar on
guru/discipleship. I
also received, from the maze I was talking about, a copy of the annual
Padayatra news. From a booth, Gaurangi,
from
Overseeing this publication is Lokanath Swami, a monk from India
conducting padayatras (walking festivals) in
It was Lokanath who told me of the Padayatra journal
featuring this humble servant on the cover. Actually he told me, “You are left,
right, and centre.” The main story is
the feature of my walk in the north-east of the USA
What an honour this is!
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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