Hari Om

Last night I had a light dinner and then sat on my balcony and watched the sun set down into the mountains. I thought about the nine hour time difference and wondered what people were doing at home.I stayed out a bit listened to the rushing Ganga and watched many bats flying. I went to sleep with the sound of Hare Krishna chanting and temple bells ringing in the background. Also in the background there was a continual chanting of Bum Bum Boola from massive groups of young adolescent males who are here for the Shiva festival. The best way to describe it is that I feel like I am in the middle of a huge fraternity party. I woke up this morning to the site of monkeys on my balcony and a beautiful sunny day with the Himalayan mountains in the background. Had a nice walk along the Ganges and was greeted with Hari Om by several holy men. Met a nice young woman from California(Eileens age) she was pretty upset about all the harassment and was out to find some more suitable clothing.By this I mean something that would hide her arms etc. We chatted a bit and I hope that I brightened her day-she was very distressed. As annoying as the whole Shiva festival has been it is very interesting to watch with their various worship ways. It has also tested my ability to cultivate Peace in chaos.Today I have seen some families, and some men with their young sons. I have even seen several women decked in orange a refreshing site.The choices for yoga are overwhelming. I found a place and plan to try it tomorrow. It is 3:00 now and very hot out. I am going to retreat to my room now and read about. Probably venture out later for phone calls, some dinner and another sit/dip by the Ganga.By the way the responses and comments mean a great deal to me. Thanks.
Love,
M.