People going to the bathing ghat chanting ‘hare krsna’ as they’d been taught to reduce the influence of the lunar eclipse.
Giving cows in charity to the Brahmins living in scarcity to reduce the influence of the lunar eclipse.
That’s the scene of the first Gaura Purnima.
An astrologer asked me if it was really true that the lion had appeared on the jotish cakra and the birth time too here on the first Gaura Purnima.
And if it’s true then a blue ribbon personality must be taking birth. Sure enough Mahaprabhu appeared with his weapons of his loving devotees and unparallel beauty.
Rose and freesia leis today light and wonderful with flowers that go out there and face the world, their loveliness brought out by the effulgence of Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari.
No sooner had I offered respect to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa then I heard the ping of a breaking spoke. I had to pedal as quickly as I could to meet the business side of the gecko. He tightened me right up and we sprinted out to Saint Dagwood’s park. Through the park and crossing the bridge across from the jailhouse. Passing doctor’s little helper we climb the hill to the school. At the hog’s road we take a right and head on down the Natasala Street. The harbor is about half full today and swings between the lakes to the windmill. At the sunny cove there is a pair of pedaling travelers loaded up with panniers, maps and implements of a long trip. Around the wharf road the gecko takes his leave and I respect once again the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and speed to the sandhya who waves me right in.
The Prahlad-a-dad dress this evening as the cool evenings continue to give relief from the heat of the days. Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari dance the night away after lying down for the moment I see them in their beds.