To get there may not take much time
‘cause the world is in the mind
you just have to change your consciousness
Taking darsana of Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari in this magic watercolor featuring dragonflies that steal your heart, transport you to highest awareness
Sumanas flowers and mums have the leis dancing around their dark and fair forms reflecting surya’s brilliance in each flower.
The ratha-bhojana-vrksa calls me out to beat the rain today. Starting in the southland and making the left to the parking lot to join with the gecko and cruiser king the toffee nose hiding in the bushes jumps out, tossing his flag high in the air calls aloud “Fragment!” Without so much as raising an eyebrow we pedal on to the tennis park. The harbor beckons and we pedal by with it on our left. The natasala is hosting a band today and people are lined up to hear. Jumping off at their shops, the gecko and cruiser king, leave me to make it through the triangle on my own. I go on to the pedaler’s ramp and cross over Saint Dagwood’s creek. The bear waves as I break into a heavy sprint to get to the wharf road and head to the long and winding in time to respect the tree and shake the hand of the sandhya who smiles as I make it on time.
Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari are ready for resting this evening in the golden soft bed outfit. Yellow satin with gold web forming Giridhari’s belt and the accent to Gandharvika’s veil even here the toffee nose is complaining. They ignore him like the gecko; cruiser king and I all did earlier this afternoon.
May 25,2008
When the lion is in the time of birth
And in the jotis cakra appears the simha
A blue ribbon personality has appeared
And the Lord’s loving search has begun.
These are the words of the astrologer
Who made Mahaprabhu’s chart.
Giridhari has a patka again and Gandharvika has the red panels with gold trim
Sumanas leis with rose centers light and not too big around.
From the asrama to the southland a questionable left onto the main road to meet the gecko once again with folded palms to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa on the way. Due to the conjunction of Sunday and the holiday many of the usual beasts have taken the day off. We speed along to the tennis park. A match is going on there featuring one of the vamya hasta sanga. Between the lakes where few people are due to the chill and the overcast sky. The windmill is spinning in the breeze as we turn to the east cliff. “Sand on the roadway” a sign, says and sure enough the pedaler’s lane is covered. The light beast count allows us to drift into their usual lanes without hearing their cries. In the opposite direction a fleet of pink cruisers gives us the “hi sign”. Further on the pedaler’s lane is again blocked by people and their dogs and again we slide into the beast’s lane. Swinging around the bend the soccer pitch comes into view. A team in training is too intensely absorbed to notice our own sprint to beat the go light. The toad joins us now and we form our own pace line to the harbor. The road to the natasala is empty too. “Hail the day” we exclaim. A lone pedaler headed for the harbor grins to hear us and pumps his arm in the air. Around the shopper’s corner and with the school on our right we break into a full sprint the gecko takes the lead. Through the triangle to the station of the radicals taking that right we continue our chase to the railroad track by now the toad has taken the first place. He shows the way around the corner to the public radio. We pass the honky-tonks and bars finding our way to the opal cliff. A few hearty sufferers are there on the white caps. The wharf road finds us slowing our pace a bit. I take their leave when we get to the long and winding and bow to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa. A leprechaun shouts, “Get a horse!” as he passes me. Later he welcomes me to the asrama and corrects himself “I should have said ‘get a horse prabhu!’” then he chuckles and plays a tune on his penny whistle.
And in the ninth Srila Guru Maharaja appears and Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari were offered this nightdress. A clear night for them to engage in their pastimes with joy.