Today the seamstress came to the altar to tell me what dresses were going to be used as patterns for the one for Guru Maharaja's appearance. i couldn't keep from laughing as i wrote in the name for it. Even though i agreed not to tell what it is we both kept laughing about that. The Deities looked on in their oldest of all but in a new dress. Green paper silk with fusia and gold. Rose petal garlands with wild flowers interspurced. Seamstressji was happy with the way they looked.
As i pedaled along today one of the folks saw me and put their hands through their sun roof. The odd thing was is that the car was moving and they had to take their hands off the wheel to do it. Pedaling along the downtown type run racing the clock. By the grace of Mahaprabhu i made it back for the sandhya. Pedaling past people demonstrating against cell phone towers in their neighborhood. One of their signs said that the tower would microwave them. Cars playing rap, families pedaling together and couples on tandems. What a day for a pedal.
It's a miracle mom that i've been able to assist in the puja for this time. Purple, beige, and gold. Swirling, dancing that you feel and hope that prayers for mercy come real.