EVEN SO, THE MAGIC IS HERE

Snug and comfy in the house
Hot and humid outside
I don't want to go
But know if I do
There will be something wonderful
So I ride my three-wheel bike
The 1.5 miles to the supermarket
With the mrdunga in the
Basket in the back.

Chanting Hare Krishna and praying
For the spirit of love of God at the doorway.
I think of the fun and excitement
Gaurahari prabhu and the others are having in street kirtan in Dharmasala.
I see in the video
How people are taking part in the dancing and chanting.

I am a 67 year woman.
Even so, the magic is here.
The magic is in the Holy Name
The magic is in the spirit of devotion.
People are smiling, nodding approval.
Children make their mothers stop for a minute
so they can see and hear eyes wide and smiling.

I am connected to everyone and they are connected to me.
The vibration of the Holy Name connects us.
An old woman limping, helped by her old husband asks,
"What this is?"
"I am chanting for the spirit of love of God."
Her face lights up.
She already knew what it was, but she wanted to ask anyway.
"We need this, all of us."
And moves her arm to encircle everyone and everywhere.
She smiles.

A man stops to tell me he worships Pentecostal.
He knows the spirit of love of God.
He is smiling very big. I chant Hallelujah and Hare Krishna. He is very happy.

The manager of the store appears before me,
The jurisdictional authority.
"What are you doing?"
"I am praying for the spirit of love of God."
And place my hand over my heart and then move my hand
As if to spread some unseen energy everywhere and towards him.
He smiles. "I have no problem with that. I like that.
You are welcome here.""
He smiles and goes back into the store.

Oh God, what miracles am I witnessing?