ISKCON Halifax

Last Sun­day I was stand­ing in the park­ing lot at the Yoga Loft, lean­ing on our van and speak­ing to my dad. He was telling me he is happy that I am devot­ing myself to this monas­tic lifestyle.

I was find­ing it dif­fi­cult to focus on what he was say­ing after I heard a ris­ing kir­tan com­ing through the win­dow of the brick build­ing beside us. H.H. Bhak­ti­marga Swami was start­ing the post-lecture kir­tan, singing one of my favorite melodies. The col­lected voices of fifty guests sounded like a group of hun­dreds stuffed into the small room, and my atten­tion began to shift its focus.