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When I was in my mid-twenties, newly married, and still living in the beaches of Toronto, I worked downtown at various assignments given to me through Office Overload.
Around that time a Hare Krsna group entertained the downtown area with their fascinating chanting, their lovely images and persona of peace and joy. It was usually my habit to have coffee after work, either alone or with a friend. I remember coming out of a restaurant by myself on Yonge Street to catch the King tripper that headed east and up the Kingston Road where I lived near Beach Avenue. I had just stepped out of the door and was about to put my foot on the sidewalk when a beautiful young man accosted me. He was a white man, bald and wore the toga-like costume of the middle-east. He was one of the most gorgeous creatures I'd ever met. He said 'I love you' and I blushed, even though I knew he was talking about God (Krsna) and took the pamphlets from him. I watched as he joined his people in the conga-line up Yonge and wanted desperately to go with them. I was absolutely fascinated with those people. I took their pamphlets and read them on the way home, murmuring the chant to myself on the streetcar: Hare Krsna Hare Krsna Krsna Krsna Hare Hare Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare Doing that chant made me feel so good. Little did I know that there would come a time when I would do that chant several times a day. But it would be a while - it would be years later and it was not until my late fifties that Krsna presented Himself to me once again, through my eldest daughter. . . . . . Years went by, two marriages - the father of my two daughters, then Jeff who I have been with since 1987. I raised children, worked as a steno in various office, then later specialized in legal work. I didn't follow any particular religion - I was baptised a United Protestant, married the first time in the Anglican Church, the second time in the United. When I did attend church or chapel it was with the Salvation Army, sometimes a Catholic church through my involvement with a mission type organization.
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