Tuesday, December 19th, 2023
Chicago/Toronto
When I was at the airport in Honolulu last night, I witnessed what most of us have seen people do when gathered together. They are on their cell phones, and it’s not so much to make a call but for viewing, surfing or texting. Rarely do you see anyone read a book, or even a magazine, and if so, the content is mundane.
However, when I rose to line up for the zone 4 group, I passed by a young fellow with partly purple hair. He noticed me and smiled excitedly. He had in his hands the Bhagavad-gita As It Is and I couldn’t help but forgo the chance to get a spot for my luggage in the overhead compartment. I was interested in the fellow with the brick of gold in his hands.
I knew I had little time to chat with him in the available seat next to him. First of all, he introduced himself as Alex who hails from North Carolina.
“I heard about you,” he said, but I wasn’t sure if he had me mistaken for another monk. He asked, “Weren’t you at the bodhi tree?”
“Well, recently, I was at a banyan tree. Anyway, would you be interested in a hard bound version of the Gita?”
With pleasure Alex took that larger brick of gold.
Time to board.
I was happy to meet with Alex again at my stopover at the Chicago O’Hare Airport. Now I could see his height as he was standing up. He’s slightly taller than I am, and is handicapped somewhere in one leg. It was another case of ‘hurry, hurry’, yet I gave him an installment of just a little more encouragement in his spiritual pursuit before we parted ways.
Thank you Krishna, for sending me a nice conscious person.
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!
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