Advaita: The walk took place down toward Viola in a very, very secluded place. Driving there, it was a magical moment for me. There is a straight run, which is unusual on this road, and if you look off to your right there is a beautiful valley. On this particular morning, that valley was completely filled with fog, so much so that the ridge tops in the distance all looked like tiny islands floating out in a beautiful white ocean; and the sunrise was coming up behind those islands, a beautiful bright orange sun. As I looked out at that spot, I thought it was the most beautiful morning scene that I had ever seen in my life. I’ve lived in the community here for 35 years, and I have never seen the beauty of that morning when Srila Prabhupada was here.