Greetings from Vrindavan...all is divine here in the land of Radha and Krishna - feeling strong and indestructible despite the heat and dust... and crowds of Delhi, but surely nothing to match the intensity of the Khumba Mela in a few weeks. Love it here with all the amazing sights one is confronted by here in India -(how can a tractor carry such an impossibly huge load?) Colours - saris that sparkle in the middle of the day and night ... and smells - delicious cooking aromas and incense but mostly not so pleasant - car exhaust and rotting things)....and the constant sounds of chanting of holy names...hare krishna, hare krishna...
Lifted into bliss by simply being present in Hare Krishna Temple - then a cow butted Bella in the leg on the way home. A monkey took her sandal this morning and had to be bribed to give it back. The land here is pulsing with love and devotion - imbued with the essence of Krishna himself and the ras lila he had going with the gopis. Satsang with Shyam Das on the banks of the Yamuna River with a full mon rising and peacocks calling in the distance was heavenly. Walking Govandhan Hill with Shyam Das, meeting people who walk that sacred hill day after day, year after year was the most exquisite experience of divine love to date. The way is being prepared for this group to have a very profoud experience of India....Radhe, Radhe...
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