Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario
Good in the Soo
“I had been on the snowmobile for
quite some time today. The sun and snow combined turned me red,” said the Chief
of Police, Officer Hugh Stephenson, shortly after we met at the Marconi Banquet
Hall at our second Festival of India for the weekend. And so it was before the
show that I made a new friend in him. He was as curious about Krishna
Consciousness as I was about his orthodox evangelical upbringing. We compared
notes. When he was asked to come to the podium as an honoured guest, he
expressed appreciation for the event and also took the time to ask everyone for
moments of silence for the people of Ukraine and Russia implicated in war.
I also had the opportunity to
speak between music and dance numbers. I opened up telling of what it’s like
being on a long road, walking, from my experience. Then I pulled out my poem,
“The Prostitute,” recently written, based on a story of a woman from the book, Bhagavatam.
Now what does a monk have to do
with a prostitute? Absolutely nothing! But here is the story in any event…
Wat was really magical about this
story is that this woman eventually went on to become self-realized. There was
pin drop silence. I didn’t have to give a big discourse to the crowd. That they
wouldn’t have. No sermon for me, Swami. The message, poetically delivered, was
accepted. The prostitute found Mr. Right – God.
Once again tables and chairs were
full. 200 capacity here (in the Soo, they call it) and yesterday 250. They
loved the meal. Entertainment was good. Thanks to Prem.
May the Source be with you!
5 km
Check out “Play, Pray, Walk, Laugh,”:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VODhCmb670M
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