Mahaprabhu comes for those really low and his mercy flows like mango lasi and transports folks to a magic land of watercolor lotuses and dragonflies where anything is possible. “So many dancing bunnies” one said. “I feel like a white rabbit” another. “Sunflower garlands are all there is a flying worm took everything from me he could steal." the maker told me today.
So this is recovery. Around the wharf and east cliff then the twin lake and the harbor. The sufferers are out in force on this hot day. A couple of them have their boards mounted on their pedalers as they come up to the beach. Sprinting back for the afternoon service the high schoolers shout from their car windows but silence is most powerful.
It's a miracle mom. They are enjoying like anything on these foggy nights. The dress offered on a vyasa puja so many years ago is still going out dancing with them.