Saturday 9 September 2017

Wednesday, September 6th, 2017

Jackson, California

Nine Days to Go

A message went out on Facebook that I was in town and so the response from people driving along was phenomenal.  Sheriff Davis, while on duty, came over to the roadside, saying he wanted to get a picture taken.  Naturally, I complied with the nice officer.  Jeffrey Hayes, a ranger with the forest department, offered congratulations, adding to that given from a list of security officers from the local casino.

I had trekked along the worse roads in the country—too narrow, no shoulder, traffic fast, ditch next to you.  Very non-pedestrian friendly.  That was Ridge Road.  One sympathizer, Michael, gave me a lift to the location of my brahmacaris (monks) to suggest an alternative.  The alternative wasn’t much better—the New York Ranch Road.

When I met Rachel Norris of the Amador Ledger Dispatch, she came right out and said it. “The worst roads in America!”  Confirmed.

What really lit up our day was our evening program.  For our morning jaunt, we noticed the sign “Dance” for a yoga studio in a plaza.  I suggested to Hayagriva that he should contact the shop.  Patti answered the phone.  On the same day, she managed to interest twenty people, including a family with two young sons, in our kirtan, on top of her usual “gonging” for the full moon.  After my session of talk and chant, Patti and partner, who hosted us in their home, took us through a “gonging” for relaxation.  It was a first for me to lie down and hear a continuous resonance from a massive, circular, metal apparatus. 

What a grounding effect that had!  Powerful!  Thank you Patti.  You made our day by lighting up our night.

May the Source be with you!

20 miles

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