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Every Step a Prayer, Every Breathe a Question

Every step a prayer
giving thanks I still walk,
every breathe a question
when my love will awaken?

Crying for Krishna with Feeling

*Maharaja told a story of seeing a beggar's intense facial expression and gestures of need and desperation in the middle of a walkway at a busy train station in India. This inspired him in his chanting to call out for Krishna with feeling, expressing his urgent need for Krishna's mercy.
*There is a difference in hunger between a rich and poor man. A rich man's hunger is mild, as his stomach is at least semi-full, whereas a poor beggar is always hankering for a meal and visualizing food. Are we hungry for Krishna, or only religiously chanting?

Our LA Ratha Yatra Trip Day 3 & 4

Ratha Yatra Day 3 - Saturday August 2nd, 2008

Our LA Ratha Yatra Trip Day 1 & 2

LA Ratha Yatra Trip Day 1 -Thursday July 31st, 2008

The Phoenix Rises out of the "Yoga of Despair"

(this blog is recorded on the full page: quick time player is needed; works best with Firefox or Explorer; if you are using Google Chrome it will automatically play, so to not listen, mute your speakers.)
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Walls, fortifications, tall towers in the clouds
everything stone, metal, the strongest materials
supposedly for protection, though it also
serves as a prison to keep others from
finding and hurting the self, and keeping you and me
from our true pure soul, instead, confusing, confounding.

Relationships are meant as excavations of revelation
to bring out the real persons, behind the wall,
the more subtle veil, the fog and smoke of
self-deception, the soul plugged into the material
machine, the virtual reality, Matrix-like, forcing us
to believe our dramas, not liking our story, or anothers.

Can I express my truth and experience
so you will understand me really (do you want to?)
without your natural filter, lens or labels?

On the Path of Light: Trials, Temptations, Distractions, and final Victory

While blessed to travel the royal path of Pure Love
the journey requires much preparation and stamina
as the road has both roses with hidden thorns and poison ivy—
nor is the road always smooth, or flat and easy going,
in one’s way come boulders, fallen trees, mud slides,
rivers to be forded, mountains climbed, tiredness overcome
temptations passed in alluring beautiful lush valleys.

The Power of Saintly Association: My Personal Asssociaion with my Guru, Shrila Prabhupada Part II

As I flew to L.A. from Hawaii, I brought a very fragrant flower garland. When I arrived at the Temple, I wanted to personally garland him, but a devotee guard downstairs from his room stopped me. I thought about going into his room anyway, though I was too hesitant and fearful. Eventually Prabhupada came down to give his lecture---it was the disappearance day of his guru, Shrila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakur. I was introduced by the local GBC and gave him the garland. He didn’t seem to really notice me, which upset me a bit. I was able to consider that he likely was absorbed in other thoughts, perhaps of his guru. This was the year he gave a famous talk about his guru where he became choked up with tears saying how we were all helping him serve Shrila Bhaktisiddhanta.

The Power of Saintly Association: My Personal Asssociaion with my Guru, Shrila Prabhupada Part I

At the airport reception, a huge kirtana was going on with devotees from Berkeley, San Francisco and L.A. We were oblivious to our surroundings and took over the waiting lounge. Perhaps there were over 100 devotees. As we waited the kirtana got more and more wild and ecstatic, which was not what the other arriving passengers were expecting as they filed out of the plane. We were at the top of a ramp with devotees on either side of the pathway. After what seemed a very long time Prabhupada appeared at the bottom of the walkway. Then the kirtana went into warp speed and intensity difficult to describe.

Water turns to ghee by the grace of a realized Vrindavana devotee and tips on chanting

From Sacinandana Swami' newsletter:

Today, I chanted, prayed, sang, and deeply connected at Govinda Kunda. What an atmosphere!

Before me the kund, or pond, and towering behind-tall and majestic-Giriraja Govardhana. A cool breeze moves the leaves of the trees of desire whose arms dance in the wind as if offering arotika to Radha Govinda. This breeze cools my body and mind as well as those of my roommate-a small bat who listens intensely to my japa and singing.

Office in the Sky

Just finished installing our live video in our temple room. Rupa Madhurya Prabhu of Rupa.com was the brains and I was the brawn of the project. This is me setting up office about 30 feet up in our temple room. It took a lots of trials and errors as there are so many minute things that can go wrong.

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