Before every meal, we chant Hare Krishna until the Dining Hall fills up.
Day Two brought with it a rebalance in my karma as I made up for last night’s ditch by sticking pricetags on CDs, however my boss said my bad penmanship is a sign that I’m probably bad in bed. But that little diss from Ananda was not my greatest worry — that would be succumbing to finally using the bathroom, which I’ve not done yet.
With that one exception, I’ve fallen into the routine of ashram life pretty smoothly: waking up at 5 a.m. and going through the daily schedule of meditation, chanting, yoga and lectures is proving to be a disciplining experience so far.
I miss Japan.