Burnaby, British Columbia
Night Walk
Sarva Rasa agreed to join me for an evening
walk down by the greenhouse enclave. This was after a full day of his teaching
and then catching up with the final portion of a reading of the Gita in
the temple. Today marked the anniversary of Arjuna hearing the timeless truth
from the mouth of Krishna Himself. It was aural reception divine.
In any event, it was time to just get
outside and let nature do what it would wish of us. As is common, nature is a
teaser. Within minutes of our start, clouds began to spit. A slight hesitation
struck Sarva’s heart, about continuing our trek, so I tested him. “Do you want
to go back?” I admit to a sarcastic tone of, “Are you chicken?”
“No! No! There’s no turning back,” he
rebounded. “I’m inspired. This is going to help me,” he admitted with
conviction.
The whole day, from early morning to
afternoon, and finally with this walk, thought of the priceless lessons of the Gita
came as reminders to me; how my life turned around decades before. It’s been an
experience of wellness.
Street lights allowed for us to recognize
puddles. In the night, they are black and some glisten with lampposts
reflecting on their surface.
It doesn’t fail that a reminder of covid
always sneaks about. On every stroll I see an abandoned mask that, in most
cases, slipped from someone’s pocket.
Some predator birds flew low and near as we made our way through the rain as it was letting up. Only near the end of our walk did clouds spit again. As we were nearing the door to our apartment, Sarva once again remarked about the need to be out. “I’ve got to make this a daily regimen.”
May the Source be with you!
4 km
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