Last Sunday night, the Loft went reggae. It was rasta hats, don’t worry be happy, and Marley-styles mantra chanting for the whole evening … kinda like a Raggamuffin festival minus the weed (as I’ve blogged before, the only thing Krishna’s are smoking is incense).
I found the whole thing hilariously awesome. It was probably the only time I’ll ever see monks wearing fake dreads!
Despite the laid-back atmosphere, there were also some profound ideas floating around. Muni Cari shared his thoughts on the importance of sound in our lives; beyond the simple enjoyment of hearing Bob sing some catchy choruses.


