Wasaga Beach,
Ontario
Best Rest
The conditions
for a perfect stroll next to the water, first by the river Credit, then Nottawasaga
Bay was laid out as our providence for today. It was at the bay that Jivan and I were taken
by the still water bearing the image a mirror. Its surface was much like opaque aqua-hued
glass with the slightest ripples at the beaches edge. A wonder to behold.
What really came
to us as waves were the geese above. They
were soaring high in the sky moving in their usual V-shaped formations, one
flock after another after another. The
installments were also frequent. We became
arrested at one point of the beach, viewing this amazing air force of feathers,
cheering on these collaborative honkers. They make a sound that dominates the heavens
above. Only periodically did sound
become silent when the faintness of lapping of water was audible. Such grace.
Jivan and I have
stretched our necks sufficiently. We sat
then on soft sand chanting that ancient and purest of mantras, “Hare Krishna.” Soft sand, good sky, while flawless air was
hugging us – what a perfect scenario.
I needed this. He gets it all the time. You know, I accidentally left my cell phone
behind which added to the tranquility of the situation.
In Jivan’s
waterfront home we read scripture, we ate light organic veggies from the oven,
held kirtan together and allotted
some moments for him to pluck away at his guitar strings, making Spanish
melodies. This is a perfect fit for the
night before retiring for the evening. I
had the best rest.
May the Source be
with you!
3km
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