Monday, June 10th 2024
Peggy's Cove, Nova Scotia
Peggy’s Cove is one of those quaint fishing villages that attracts hundreds of thousands of people yearly from around the world. It’s rustic, quiet, iconic with great scenery of massive boulders and dramatic ocean waves crashing against the rock. The warm hospitality is a component of the major draw. Anytime I’m in Halifax I must see the cove because it warms my heart.
I was surprised to see the crowds on a Monday, mostly Americans, from a cruiser ship. That’s numbers we are talking about. I was also really impressed with the improvements made to accommodate the crowds with the extra facility of boardwalks and seating for safety and comfort. I mentioned to my comrades, Ambarish and Nityananda, that whenever we do something for Krishna, let it be done expertly, like what they’ve done here.
At one point I just wanted to get away from the crowds, so I gave my usual mantra, “I’m walking down the road. Just to pick me up with your wheels.” And while I was walking that windy road a motorist stopped who introduced himself as Ron Mac Innis, a local writer. He wanted to know if I wanted a ride. Of course, I declined, but he was curious about my getup.
“I’m a Hare Krishna monk that roots from India.” Ron expressed he was always interested in the religions of the world.
It was not only Ron that got a buzz from meeting a monk. I had one particular tourist who revealed his American way back at Peggy’s, very frank, casual and straight forward. He asked, “What is this?” referring to my appearance.
Proudly I addressed it. “I’m a Hare Krishna monk.” The more time I can say those sacred names, the better.
Just a last remark about the roadkill. Blessings to the moose, the goose and the porcupine that just didn’t make it across the road. They perhaps would have better luck crossing the sea.
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!
8 km
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