potatoes, brown dumplings, and some sort of yellow lentil sauce. “It is prasadam,” the young man, named Nitai-ram Dasa, says. “Karma-free diet.” After each introduction, the Krishnas place the palms of their hands together, bow to me with a smile, and say “Hari bo.” The salt-and-pepper haired woman is Mother Padyavali Dasi, the longest-serv- ing member of the church. She has been a Krishna_for. 31 years, has traveled to India 13 times, and is a throwback to the original disciples of AC Prabhupada— Padyavali got on board with The Beatles. She takes a keen interest in me, explaining the nine gates of the human body and how chanting is the only way to free the soul. Every morning, Nitai, Padyavali, and the other Krishnas arise at 4:30 to chant songs and discuss philosophy until break- fast at 8:30. “The mind is like a flame in a place without wind,” she says, waving her hand over the old picnic table. She offers a brief history of Krishna and his brother, Balaram, whose descen- dants Caitanya and Nityananda furthered the cause by “flooding the world with love” some 500 years ago. There are 108 temples worldwide, this being the only one in BC. Every year, Padyavali tells me, the temple sends new disciples to India for spiritual training—‘a perk,’ if I am interested. “Though you would have to june 8/2005 spend your time with other Krishnas at Krishna temples,’ she qualifies with a chuckle. “No bars or clubs.” It has been four years since Padyavali last saw India, her longest absence in three decades. While Padyavali explains the four prin- ciples of Krishna—austerity (no intoxicants); mercy (no meat, fish or eggs); cleanliness (no “illicit” sex); truth- fulness (no gambling)—Nitai watches me. As I wonder whether “illicit” describes anything I’ve done, she elaborates: “We do not care where you have come from, but once you are here, we expect you to be pure.” “We are all riding the wheel of life,” she says, introducing the Hindu concept of reincarnation that televangelist Pat Robertson claimed has its “origins in the devil.” “I hope to get off the wheel at the end,” she says, and then with a wink, “I think this has been my favourite life so far.” With lunch long over, Nitai excuses himself to finish cleaning out the camper before preparing dinner. “Hari bo,’ he says, exiting with a bow and a jingle of the door’s bells. “Every step is a dance, every word is a song,” Mother Padyavali whis- pers to me. Though it’s not the sound of angels getting their wings, it’s the closest to God this well-fed atheist has gotten all day. HOORAY II the other press is hiring! Apply Now! Contact Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor at othereditor@yahoo.ca for more information. Posi OMB aac] te avU sav addd Every Friday & Saturday Night tions Available: Managing Editor News Editor Sports Editor Layout Proofreader Office Manager www.theotherpress.ca | 19