It all takes place in less than an hour. The singing, clapping, and offering of treats to the runners.
Who most likely have slept little, are aching and weary beyond belief, and are staring into the mouth of a mileage chasm that seems at times impossible to fill or even satisfy.
The girls all in matching colored t shirts arrive with a spirit and energy that is precisely the balm and remedy for waking up to 18 hours of running. Not on a soft forest trail mind you, but on the hardest unforgiving surface that a city can slap down, solely for pedestrians to make their way across the neighborhood
The weather at this time of year in New York is also generally hot, humid, and miserable. The course of the 3100 simply put is a place where you are exposed to some of the worst aspects of nature. An unyielding loop where the physical world is all one long hard battle.
But then quite to the contrary. In an imponderable irony. It is also where as well the divine brightness of the inner life beams more profoundly clear than any other place perhaps on earth.
The great tick tock of time now says that this is day 39. The runners have been struggling and soaring and everything in between for well over a month.
For Yuri who is in the lead and still has 570 more miles more to go in order to reach 3100. He could be here for 10 days more. For those not as swift or as fortunate there could be a maximum of 14 more days out on the course.
So the vibrant joyous presence of the girls singing group every morning at the course has an effect that brightens the sober reality they face.
A cheerful reminder of just why they have struggled so long and hard. But of course as well to inspire and enable them all to see the source of their own inspiration.
That what they do here and what they accomplish is not about time and distance. Instead it is about extending themselves towards a goal that is unsaleable, unknowable, and yet but must be reached by all of us someday.
Parvati tells me that the little brick alcove where her group sings each morning that Sri Chinmoy over 2 years of the race must have come there at least 100 times.
“He would first drive around the course encouraging the runners then he would stop at this very spot, and teach us a brand new song.”

“We had the privilege of waiting here and watching in anticipation for Sri Chinmoy’s little red car to come along. Then he would teach us a new song. Then the next day it would happen again.”
“In 2007 it happened 65 times. It was pretty amazing.”
I suggest to Parvati that the spot still seems to have a special energy to it. She says, “I think it is the runners that keep the message that Sri Chinmoy wanted us as his disciples to carry. They, more than anybody else I have ever seen carry that.”
“So it is a real privilege just to be here and see them and witness what true aspiration is. They also give us a reminder, that Sri Chinmoy tried to bring to us every single day. That we can do more. That we shouldn’t say no so often.”
“So being here at this time of year reminds me of that. I shouldn’t say that I can’t.”
Indomitable strength blossoms
In the heart
Of enthusiasm.
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