One of the people who comes on board for the Thursday Gita class, sourced from Alachua, Gainesville, is a Godsister by the name of Sankalpa. She is one of the rock pillars of our weekly group, which is a closely-knit group that enjoys each other’s company. Sankalpa is European, married to American born Janmasthami, and they have two boys (of marriageable age), Prahlad and Devala. I’ve engaged both boys in dramas in the past. She is a saintly person and lives a responsible life. In a picture that came accidentally to me, she is seen harvesting some radishes. You can do that in the Florida winter.
In any event, our Study group is currently exploring Chapter 11 of the Gita, wherein Arjuna is placed in awe, and in particular wonder upon seeing the incredible Universal Form of Krishna. We were reading many of the awesome features of that Cosmic Power. In my delivery of speaking about this form and the wonder it instilled in Arjuna (to the point of his hairs standing on end), I brought our group to something nostalgic to do with my biological family and the play on the word “wonder.”
Our bread man used to deliver loaves of bread by the company “Wonder Bread.” It was the standard cheap grade white bread that was so full of foam. Well, we one day we played “Church” where I was in the role of the priest administering the host or the Eucharist to our make-believe congregants, my siblings. We would take a slice of the loaf and squish it to form a host. You could do that with this foamy bread. When Mom found out what we were doing with the bread – a bread that we wondered where it went – she got angry and showed us the carpet swapper. That caused our hairs to stand on end.
Source: http://thewalkingmonk.blogspot.com/2022/01/thursday-january-13-2022.html
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