You Can Smell
“You can smell the sweetness of the earth,” said Michael, as he, Kaustubha and I tread alongside Rocky River in the Ohio State Metro Parks. With the great thaw the water came gushing down. Snow was vanishing. Birds were appearing—cardinals, blue jays, red-winged black birds, just about every bird who reveals spring. White sycamores, maples and wild cherry trees gave us company. And the sun made all that would be blurry—clear.
There were people as well—dog sitters, joggers, just about everyone had come out of hibernation.
People had also become the topic of our discussion. It was not gossip-oriented in the least. Michael and Kaustubha are observant of the sufferings of humanity. Both of them are quite expert in reaching out to those needing attention. For instance, Kaustubha is quite active in keeping up networking with friends, old and new, who need to hear from his amiable side. And just last evening, Michael organized a fund-raiser for a woman at work. He and his group of Young Lions raised $20,000 for Kelly who’s going through the nightmare of breast cancer. You can imagine the emotions that flared up at the event. Michael, himself, was in tears, overwhelmed by the sense of humanity lurking beneath it all.
Weekly, on Sunday, Krishna programs are held at the home of Krishnanandini who herself is recovering from surgery for cancer. She could not come downstairs while we were conducting the chant / talk / eat program.
We pray for her.
May the Source be with you!