Day 075e: When the waters gently Mingle … (June 28, 2019)
“In the morning I bathe my intellect in the stupendous and cosmogonal philosophy of the Bhagvat Geeta, since whose composition many years of the gods have elapsed, and in comparison with which our modern world and its literature seem adolescent and trivial. I lay down the book and go to my well for water, and lo! there I meet the servant of the Bramin who still sits in his temple on the Ganges reading the Vedas, or dwells at the root of a tree with his crust and water jug. I meet his servant who has come to draw water for his master, and our buckets grate together in the same well. The pure Walden water becomes mingled in that instant with the sacred water of the Ganges, and in that moment we too become One … And so it is every morning during any pilgrimage; that sparkling time when the pilgrim must choose anew to set out upon The Way and steadily head for Sacred Ground.” ~ inspired by Henry David Thoreau
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