Wednesday, November 6th, 2024
Grand Prairie, Alberta
I sat comfortably at Gate B14 for a West Jet flight to Grande Prairie when I reached into my navy blue suitcase to pull out my blog book to enter my thoughts of reflection from the day before. When I unzipped that compartment, I found the side pocket of the suitcase empty. Perhaps I misplaced it and put it on another pocket, but, no its not there either. I suddenly realized that at security I picked the wrong piece of luggage and that someone. Has mine. An innocent mistake, nevertheless, I had to pursue the correction.
Fortunately, a young woman sat at the security station, somewhat peeved about her being devoid of her belongings, either that or go on in the next few days wearing monk’s clothing. She was elated when I rolled in with her suitcase.
In the end all was settled
The thought arose in my mind when en-route to Alberta that losing something is quite agitating. My friend, Prakarna, lost her car. It got stolen I personally have got lost a few times on my long walk. What about when you lose control of your emotions and you get angry? There is that phrase. “ He lost it,” meaning you couldn’t keep your cool. And here is that one thing that really steams.
Arjuna to Krishna expressed “ I’ve lost myself”. Also, you can lose your soul and surrender it to the world of temptation, maya.
Before practicing Bhakti, devotion, a considerable length of time is spent in “finding yourself” and once you have put yourself in the right identity, then you retain it, through service in devotion.
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!
9761 steps!
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