To A Great Flatness
Lat week my travels led me to
Quebec and before that the Maritimes, where all those places are mountainous,
at least hilly, but today, after a good flight to the Prairies, I landed on
ultra-flat terrain. A nice change. In fact, levelness reminds me of where I was
born and raised, in southwestern Ontario.
With the fine arrangements of
Vrnda and Visvambhar my greeting party at Winnipeg’s Airport brought me to the
countryside in the town of Lorett, population 5000. Members of our Winnipeg
community converged at the two-acre property of Amit. What a great bunch of
This occasion was Amit’s house
warming. This is a new place for the family and, to celebrate, he wanted a
devotional group with guest, The Walking Monk. It was sit-down and relax time.
He asked for a class, a kirtan and then a mini Chariot Fest at the front
Kirtan chanting went on, then I asked for a book. He put in my hands the Bhagavatam
and I started to flip through the pages randomly when my fingers stopped at a
verse. My eyes landed on verse 1.19.33. I read it for my own perusal and it was
as if Krishna guided my finger. It reads as such:
“Simply by our remembering you, our houses
become instantly sanctified. And what to speak of seeing you, touching you,
washing your holy feet and offering you a seat in our home?” The purport by our
guru, Prabhupada, is particularly powerful.
I spoke and then we conducted our
mini version of Ratha Yatra. All went well. By the time of
retiring for the night I looked at my phone. A Gita student of mine from
Hamilton called. We spoke and he was concerned why Toronto’s parade is
cancelled. “If the pride parade happens, why can’t ours?” “Good point!”
May the source be with you!