Moncton, New Brunswick
Treasures
There are always treasures that I
stumble upon whenever I go for a walk. The treasures I’m referring to are human
beings who show some inquisitiveness. This morning, while going for that stroll
on Highfield St., I met a nurse by the name of Jocelyn.
“Excuse me, but I don’t mean to
bother you, are you a monk?” she asked.
“Well, yes I am.”
“I just spent some time with a
monk at a retreat, ‘La Solitude,’ and, now, here I meet another. He’s from
Burma.”
I then went on to explain my
adapted tradition from India. “I am from the Vaishnava order, better
known as Hare Krishna. We concentrate on mantra meditation.
Jocelyn took my number and the mantra
card. I wished her the best and asked her to contact me for any devotional
service.
The other obvious treasure for me
today was seeing Ryan, our travelling companion, make amends with his brother
Matt. Both of them are young, talented, etc., but they had issues with each
other for years. Somehow or other Ryan (and Matt, a resident of Moncton)
smoothed out their rocky relationship. They saw the higher cause and the
benefit in putting differences to the side. Perhaps the presence of maturity,
like that from Mahadeva, Anna Purna, myself and their very own mother, helped
to create a moderating effect. Perhaps, also, the sharing of sacred sound
helped. Matt pulled out his drum at Ryan’s request and out of that Matt sounded
his song, addressing the earth, followed up by our rendering of “Radha
Madhava,” a treasure of a song by luminary Bhaktivinoda Thakura.
May the Source be with you!
3 km
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