Posted: 35 weeks 2 days ago
I was chanting japa around the fountain at the Alachua temple with Mahatma Prabhu. He told me a few things about chanting:
"This mantra is dangerous. It will make you want to renounce the world." And,
"We hold back from surrendering because we're afraid of pain, like the dentist is going to hit a nerve or something. And so we don't surrender in our chanting."
Then he asked me, "What's worse—meat eating, or namaparadha (offenses to the name of God)?"
I said, "Well, my knee-jerk reaction is that...
Posted: 35 weeks 3 days ago
As ancient warriors would saturate their arrows with mantras so that they would produce extraordinary and supernaturally lethal effects when released, we have to saturate ourselves with mantras every morning or our activities will not have such a great effect.
Posted: 35 weeks 4 days ago
Sivarama Swami is absolutely right when he says chanting while sitting is best. Chanting while walking requires navigation, and that takes energy and focus away from the Holy Names.
On a recent beach japa walk I saw a large, unleashed dog headed my way, one of those "I'm-mad-as-hell-about-being-so-ugly" breeds. People walking unleashed dogs is a pet peeve of mine (get it?), and especially when those people's pets resemble man-eating gargoyles. This particular creature's...
Posted: 35 weeks 5 days ago
"Christ is the visible image of the invisible God. He existed before anything was created and is supreme over all creation,"
New Living Translation (©2007)
"Since one cannot visually experience the presence of the Supersoul, He appears before us as a liberated devotee. Such a spiritual master is none other than Kṛṣṇa Himself" Śrī Caitanya-caritāmṛta Adi 1.58
It is not possible for a conditioned soul to directly meet Kṛṣṇa, the Supreme Personality...
Posted: 35 weeks 6 days ago
I live by the beach. Whenever it's low tide, I chant my rounds up and down the shore. Our beach isn't popular for swimming — no soft sand, only endless dunes of broken seashells, which can easily puncture bare feet. It attracts only locals; dog walkers, shark tooth collectors, and a few fishermen.
Except in the coldest or stormiest weather, you'll see half a dozen guys, some as tanned as sun-dried tomatoes, parked there in folding chairs, with coolers full of light beer and bait, shoving PVC...