I walked on ice, asphalt, rock-salt and snow
This is much like the make up of the world we know
They are elemental surfaces that exist under our feet
Diverse they are in colour, texture along the snowy heap
When walking in the winter you see less folks on the prowl
They are seasonal movers like some choosy night owl
The quiet is conducive for good meditational time
Which might get interrupted at a snow bank climb
Snuggled in coat, pants and favourable footwear
It becomes an exercise in brea
Believe it or not but despite the gorgeous weather of the last few days, snow came upon us. I was leading the chant at noon in the temple room, which I do every day at what’s called the raja bhoga arti (service), when I took a glance outside. To my surprise huge snowflakes descended on the other side of the window. Mind you, those unwelcome puffs of white melted upon reaching the warmed-up ground but it was a bit of a shock.
I had meaningful sessions today, not just about kirtan chanting but di
