Sunday. Dwadasi. Party time!
Yesterday I gave our Gaura-Nitai deities a bath—the first in an embarrassingly long time. Afterwards, They looked soo good that I wanted to keep looking at Them, which is not the case when I avoid such service. It pays to engage the senses in Krishna’s service—that’s what they’re for, so I’m told.
Thanks to a tip from a helpful neighbor, I now know where the nearest forest path is. It’s been my good fortune (GREAT fortune) that for most of my life, wherever I go, I’m able—within a relatively short time—to find somewhere good to take a walk. I love a long haul through a sun-filtered forest, huffing and puffing, with a choice walking stick and a sweaty bag of Tulasi beads. It shakes out the mental wrinkles.
This latest path is an old road parallel to railroad tracks along a dried-up lake. The path snakes back and forth through old-growth, live oak forest and spills out into the sunny ex-lake bed. There’s even an old, rotten boat carcass in the middle of the woods. Somebody’s probably disappointed their lake dried up.
After my walk I planted a bush in the yard. Thanks to helpful advice from DW, I remembered to loosen the roots properly and give sufficient water. Now I keep looking at the bush, half expecting it to fluff out and bloom overnight. Just like with Gaura-Nitai—service is what builds relationships.
Then I needed to test my new Tequilacaster PVPE (Pancho Villa Punitive Expedition) Special on the Swamplifier 
That took a couple of hours, which flew by like a comet.
I still have some facial hair left over from Ekadasi, which I attribute to researching The Edge’s guitar rig specifications. (“Maybe if I looked more like him, I too could bring forty-five guitars on tour and have another two hundred sitting around the house.”)
The senses require real engagements. It’s better to be tired than mental, I’m glad today’s been a physical day.
That there guitar looks good with the Swamplifier. Is that one of them what has a worm?
Nice post. You’re my guitar hero. gll.