It is a day for good-byes which runs about the same for me in Mauritius every year. The flight back home to Canada is in the evening. The airport is in the south and is quite a distance, yet that doesn’t deter a group of devotees from gathering there to see me off. Though this day is marked on the calendar as an Ekadasi day (fasting from grains), the chefs or cooks from the households bring plenty of preps, to see I get looked after in the eating department. There are also beautiful sentiments of farewell expressed by individuals, many gifts given and plenty of pics taken from their cell phones of group photos for posterity sake. It is all so sweet.
From the crack of dawn at Belle Mare beach when a good number of devotees came for sun, fun and sitting around to hear of the saintly qualities of Utkala, the princely son of Dhruva from the book Bhagavatam, to the present at the busy airport - devotional sentiments were expressed.
One of our men had me go for a shirodhar session, a head-and-shoulders massage and I caught a nap to follow. My insomnia persists so I try to compensate for time lost in energy conservation.
Mauritius is always a great visit for me. It is not perfect. The weather is conducive for growing great fruit and veggies, yet almost everything is imported. Young folks leave for other opportunities. There is very little wildlife. Yes, the lions are also imported. Despite all, it has great potential for folks to take to higher consciousness.
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