“Hare kṛṣṇa hare kṛṣṇa, kṛṣṇa kṛṣṇa hare hare, hare rāma hare rāma, rāma rāma hare hare,”
the gentle man mumbled, his hand buried in a mysterious prayer sack. “He’s likes me,” he continued, as my small dog enthusiastically let him know who was boss.
“Yeah. He’s got a lot of energy,” I said.
Smiling, he shared his loving eyes with my vivacious fury friend. “He’s an old soul,” he said. There’s a human in there.”
Wow, really? I have to say, it made me think. Could my dog really be on his way to a higher state of evolution? What if he’s actually further along in consciousness than me? Could I be the one on my way to a higher state?
Whatever the case, this hairy dogma’s got me going “hmmm”!