Today my husband worked. I woke the kids up to bring them to the temple, despite the fact that it is Saturday. It is good to go see Krishna, plus I had my too thick kheer (oops…will do better next time, I promise!) to drop off for the Deities. I am feeling very fortunate to have moved to a ready made Krishna conscious community, where kirtan and class and aroti are going independent of our attendance at the temple. I feel, however, that I need to take greater advantage of this reservoir of nectar. I need to remind myself not to take the availability of association for granted.
After class my kids hung out with Indrani’s boys, wrestling and throwing our stuffed monkey up into a tree. Madhumati surely attracted Srimati Radharani’s attention this morning in her purple sari, pink dupatta and leopard print cardigan.
This afternoon we attended a birthday party. We got there on time, which basically meant early. My son and the boys passed the time wrestling. Venumadhava is really into wrestling ever since he saw the South American gurukulis wrestle the Vrindavan gurukulis on Youtube.
Can I tell you how awesome I think the Rico clan is? The party literally got started once Premananda Goura Prabhu arrived. “Who wants cake???!!!” All the kids were like “YAAAY!!!!” Prabhu clapped his hands together and said, “Okay, so first we are going to have a kirtan and all the kids have to chant….LOUDLY…and then you can have cake!!!!!” I don’t even think I can communicate his enthusiasm with exclamation marks so I will sort of give up now.
Vishnu and his cake, which Mayapur Malini made from the Eggless Cakes book and it tasted super good–light and rich. While having prasadam I was just overwhelmed by my good fortune; I have a really full life. It has been 7 weeks since we moved to Alachua and already I feel settled and at home. I have met some really nice women and my kids are in with a nice bunch of little ones.