Ramsden Park, Toronto
Our maintenance guy, who hails from Croatia, placed his phone close to my face and with a beaming face said, “Look Maharaja, at the message that just came to me.”
So, I read the message that came from the immigration department starting with, “Congratulations… you are a Canadian citizen.” This no doubt was a great cause for joy for him and the feeling is shared by his wife, Michaela, who was not actually present at that moment over lunch. Vallabha Hari (with his first name legally, Vladimir) also has a daughter with the same status. It may be a citizenship that carries with it a certain level of respect, but it is not a freeing position of moksha or nirvana. We are all entrapped in a body and are highly attached to bodily identity.
It is our guru, Prabhupada, who writes in the introduction to the Bhagavad-gita, “One who wants to become free, who wants to become liberated, must first of all learn that he/she is not this material body. Mukti, or liberation, means freedom from material consciousness.”
Anyway, I was happy for the family, which is probably toasting on soft drinks this evening. There is a lot to rejoice about. I’m alive. I’ve got a human birth. I practice spirituality. I’m working towards freedom and the ultimate love with the Supreme.
Vallabha is already one of the happiest people I know because he moves with that higher consciousness.
May the Source by with you!