Buenos Aires, Argentina
Before and At the Park
After a chilled-out
theatre workshop with those inclined, as well as the less inclined to such an
exercise, all participants felt more apt to go at it during a future
opportunity. Theatre can be
therapy. You thrust your soul out into
an irregular scenario. You imagine
yourself to be someone else and hang your own identity onto a hook for a
while. You explore new motives and fresh
agendas. You may not have liked the new
territory but it was a good exploration nevertheless. It’s a form of soul transmigration. https://instagram.com/p/BbwoYJ0l83C/
As you probably
realize, I see the wonders of drama. It is
an equal to my walking, which today measured out to be just over 5 km. It was in Holland Park that a few of us
ventured for a loosening up of limbs and an apparent clearing of the mind.
We sat at a park
bench, by the white geese, some afloat and some grass-bound. They do leave their mercy droppings which are
substantial in size. One of our
co-walkers mistook them for dog dung.
“No, my friend, Seva Kunj, I know from Canada the size of geese poop.”
It was on that park
bench that I shared with the group the topic of the importance of japa.
“Japa is therefore a wholesome thing.
It becomes that special time to communicate with the Absolute. There might not always be such an encouraging
endeavor or atmosphere around you for picking up those japa beads, but if you
feel that call of duty and act on it, you will, in time, see the results.”
May the Source be with
you!
5 km
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