Fell deeply in love with a couple of monks we ran into in Durban. Intently watched one of them at an airport today, the only baggage he had was a drum. I envied him and yearned for the feeling of not being tied to something so much that you feel like you cannot live without it.
I’m now diggnig through a tiny booklet one of them gave me about Krishna consciousness hoping to find the magic surrounding their lack of bondage. I too want to live light.