Thursday Feb 25th, 2016
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Thursday Feb 25th, 2016
Mayapur, India

Heavy Rains

Heavy rains had come the night before leaving pools, puddles, and minor flooding.  You had to watch where to walk.  An outdoor shopping mall with devotional paraphernalia could not be accessed.  It was one big mud river, so it seemed.  The mall was set up as a tempting maze. It was the route to the food.

The food - oh yes - the food.  It comes across as delicious each time.  During the ABM an extra 1300 people need to be fed.  The prasadam (sanctified food) draws the crowds twice a day.  I get the chance to walk from table to table and connect with the South Americans, Chinese, Africans, Europeans, Indians, and even the Americans.

I enjoyed the seminars on rural living and how to get there, as well as a seminar on
guru/discipleship.  I also received, from the maze I was talking about, a copy of the annual Padayatra news.  From a booth, Gaurangi, from Francehanded me the glossy journal.

Overseeing this publication is Lokanath Swami, a monk from India.  He is credited for
conducting padayatras (walking festivals) in Indiaand around the world.  There’s a forty-year history of these events which usually includes a bullock cart and a party of walking chanters.

It was Lokanath who told me of the Padayatra journal featuring this humble servant on the cover. Actually he told me, “You are left, right, and centre.”  The main story is the feature of my walk in the north-east of the USA last fall.

What an honour this is!

May the Source be with you!

5 km

Wednesday, February 24th, 2016
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Wednesday, February 24th, 2016
Mayapur, India

We All Suffer

Albert Schweitzer had once indicated that the happiest times are when you are in good health and in bad memory.  He was quoted by Tamohar, my dear friend from Florida, who conducted a seminar on why people suffer, even those who are spiritually devotional.

First of all, he began to explain, that some people enter a spiritual domain with unrealistic
expectations.  Suffering continues for people as a residual effect from karma in the past.  As we sometimes hear Christians say, 'Accept Jesus and all your sins will go away.'  Now that may happen but it may take some time.

It cannot be assumed that you go, 'Abra Kadabra' and, poof, all that's negative has disappear. Krishnastates it very clearly that the physical world in which we live is wrought with dualities-- extremes.  What we need to consider is that the spiritual process that we have adopted offers us the tools whereby we can learn to maturely accept difficulties.  We learn how to cope.  And when we exercise COPE there will be HOPE and we'll never have to say NOPE.

You will never have to refuse a challenge, which may come in many shapes or forms.  The mature way to receive a challenge, or oncoming suffering, is to say, 'Here is a test that the Universe (God) is giving me, and for all the wrongs I've done I deserve much worse.'  This is a healthy attitude.

May the Source be with you!

5 km

Tuesday, February 23rd, 2016
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Tuesday, February 23rd, 2016
Mayapur, India

Coming Together

The local dentist, Keshava, who resides for some time with us in Canada, arranged a get-together for bhakti-yogis from Canada.  It’s an annual reunion.  It bonds us as a unit in a small segment of the globe.

We know that the ultimate end our true identity is one of being a spirit soul.  'I am not this body.' I ultimately have no ties with race, gender, creed, or nationality.  Still at the same time while we roam through this world, in this body, there is an identity related to the land in which we are born.

It is hoped that every individual contributes to the land in which we live.  There is an expectation to fulfill some obligation; whether one is a spiritual seeker or not.  The relative practical reality is that we have a body which is conditioned in some way.

So here we are, a few people who came together-- people who are karmically linked-- to do some spiritual things in union. We ate prasadam together. We chanted together. We chatted. We had a good time.

The Russians do it, the Bengalis do it.  The Chinese do it, etc.  Why shouldn't those from the land of the maple leaf come together?

We all look for reinforcements in life.  Even those on the spiritual path require
encouragement. You do not advance on just your own strength.

When walking this morning I was considering the mechanics of my body, especially the legs, and how that part of my anatomy has so many components, each component assisting another. Even my eyes have to be somewhat watching what's ahead.  If there's a depression or a pothole on the way, when I see it coming I will connect with the brain and hence make adjustments in the mechanical operation of things.  These are all helpers.

Comradery is essential in achieving a surge of inspiration.  Assistants or helpers are there for us to take advantage of.

May the Source be with you!

7 km

Monday, February 22nd, 2016
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Monday, February 22nd, 2016                                       
Mayapur, India

Some Items                   

A whole group of tourists from Australia came to the sacred grounds of Mayapur.  I was the fortunate one to meet with them.

"How do you like this place?"

"Very interesting!  It's a lot bigger than I thought it would be," remarked one of the folks.

"It's still growing.”

“And where are you from?"

"Canada! I said.  You've been?"

“Oh yeah, we went to the Falls (Niagara)".

From a social perspective they were keen to learn but the spiritual component did not seem to concern them so much, so I wasn't about to push it.  It was great that they came.

Meetings for our AGM have begun and the greatest relief after the meeting was to get over to Uttam's place, which is a fruit vendor spot.  There I get my dose of cold freshly squeezed banana-pineapple juice.

The air was less musty today.  When the sky is clear then the date-ras drink is also clean, with the least amount of fermentation.  That drink also fuels you.

The brightest spot in the day appears to be the moments when Tulasi puja takes place.  Tulasi is the holy plant that Krishna devotees revere.  I'm often asked to lead the chant in her honour.  I do believe that by this worship we are making the ultimate green statement.  The other most important feature is to connect with each other.  Most people require the human/devotional factor.

Not to be neglected!

May the source be with you!

8Km

Sunday, February 21st, 2016
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Sunday, February 21st, 2016                             
Mayapur, India

Suds in the Ganges           

A small contingent of us from Canada met with Mother Ganga (the river of course), to enjoy the cooling effects of her holy waters and to pay homage at the same time.  Every year when you go for her darshan (sacred viewing) you will notice a slight shift in her course.  The main concern for us as we approached her eastern bank was, "Will she be safe?"

Every year a person is losing their life to the Ganges; her water are swift.  Eddies swirl in any direction. The incredible silty mud underneath can pull you in and cause you to sink into its depths, leaving you unable to pull away.

Fortunately there is a designated "safe" area.  Other bathers were there.  My good friend, Ghosh Thakur, from British Columbia, and I observed that the world is there.  We met people from Brazil, Argentina, Europe, America, Russia, Australia, and of course locals.  Despite the signage giving clear directions not to "soap up" in the sacred waters, people do it anyways.  This became a cause for concern and irritation.

"No soap! No soap!"  I cautioned two middle-age men who lathered up from waist to head.  "Big aparadha!"  Aparadha means offence.  I pointed to the Brazilians who had smeared themselves with mud as they were standing by the shore.  "This is the way.  No chemicals.  Ganga Mata doesn't want."

To manufacturers of smelly formulas for a so-called cleanse, all I can say is "look what you've done. You’ve convinced simple people that this is a standard.  When will you become environmentally responsible?"

May the Source be with you!

7Km

Saturday, February 20th, 2016
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Saturday, February 20th, 2016                                      
Mayapur, India

News from Mayapur 

Nityananda, long-time associate of Chaitanaya, was born in the late 15th century in the village of Ekachakra, some distance from Mayapur.  Today was His birth anniversary.

Amongst a host of credits, Nityananda was a great teacher of Hari-Nama, the chanting of the name of the Divine.  On this half-day fast, a gathering of the majority of the town of Mayapurassembled at the Pancha Tattva Hall for a ritual of Abhisekha, which is a bathing ceremony to honour Nityananda in His brass deity form.  At that time a lead singer said something before he began the song.  "Everyone sit down!"

Now, that didn't seem right to me. "Sitting down during a chanting session?” was my personal query, 'on the day of Nityananda, the explosive dancer?  What are we coming to?"  Some hours later I heard that three swamis (monks) in our order were all recovering from surgery-- from cancer or some other ailment. Their names are Jayapataka, Gunagrahi and Kadambha Kanana Swamis-- all dear friends.  To hear especially about my Dutch friend Kadambha was news.

One more piece of information that was new to me was hearing of the population of Mayapur.  From a mere almost zero population about 50 years ago to the present there's a blossoming of 5,000 people.

May the source be with you!

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Friday, February 19th, 2016
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Friday, February 19th, 2016                                                                          
Mayapur, India

Deliberate 

I had a set plan for walking once we arrived at the Mayapur retreat, an annual retreat which includes pilgrim trips to the regional area, kirtan sessions, drama presentations, and AGM meetings.  The walk got cancelled in place of an emergency - meeting-something which occurs from time to time.  The call of duty comes first.

Once freed from dutiful tasks one gravitates to one's love.  In my case it's assembling young folks and engaging them in theatrical practice.  The samadhi auditorium, where we practice, practically becomes a gym.  We were engaged in stretching and loosening up limbs all in preparation for an action-filled, high-energy performance.

But before all this physical stuff was set in motion I did spend my time in brahminical moments.  It was Vaisesika, friend and motivational speaker (no less a devotional one), who gained a captive audience in the outdoor grounds of the householders' district.  There he spoke about key words that have everything to do with a person's spiritual advancement.

For instance both the noun and the verb "deliberate" have substantial relevance to a devotee's life. To be “deliberate" in our intentions is to have strong conviction. To "deliberate" is to be analytical and to be introspective, a rather necessary probing into oneself.  Both words appear to have some co-relation.

After deliberating on a matter you should become deliberate in what needs doing.  And what needs doing is to get serious about our Krishna Consciousness.

May the Source be with you!

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Thursday, February 18th, 2016
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Thursday, February 18th, 2016                          
Dubai, UAE

Destined for India                             

Destined for Indiaon Emirates Airlines are Corrado, Balarama, Mandala, and myself.  Next to me in seat 72E is young Mohammed.  Now what do you think a young, 9 year-old from Pakistanwould be doing for those hours on a plane?  Yes, you guessed it.  He would not be praying (necessarily).  This young lad, whom I easily made friends with, was on for the long haul doing games with his hand-held device.  He didn't mind if I interrupted him so I could get a word in.  On occasion we did high-fives. I showed him how to offer pranams.

 Actually I was the one praying.  I dozed off at times, as did he.  I relished going over chapters 17 and 18 of the Gita and managed to slip in watching Robert Redford in "A Walk In The Woods," based on the novel of a retired man and his companion taking to the Appalachian Trail, starting from Georgia and going north.

Mohammed's mom and sister were sitting behind us.  I found the great opportunity to render him some service.  He made me feel like a granddad.  At one point he had a nose-bleed so I fetched him some tissue.  When he went to sleep I adjusted his chair to recline more and covered him with a blanket.

It was indeed nice to know Mohammed.  He really didn't ask me any questions.  He was just being himself, rather a fidgety nine year old.  I just saw a young Krishna in him.  When it was time to disembark we parted while giving each other a unique form of Props (fists gently smacking together).

Some hours were lost due to time zone change, but a friendship was gained.

May the Source be with you!

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Wednesday, February 17th, 2016
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Wednesday, February 17th, 2016                         
Toronto, Ontario

Surya is From Siberia                      

Surya is from Siberia and he totally understands winter dynamics.  So I took him along down to the ravine where trudging through snow is a fun reality.  Your pace is slowed down somewhat and the calves of your legs strain a bit more than usual.  It's all okay because the snow is bright and today brighter still, from the sun's powerful presence.

Surya and I did minimal talking, but lips did move as we made our daily commitment to chanting with the aid of our beads.  It is a personal and perhaps private engagement with the sacred power that exists within and without us.  Shastra, the sacred Vedic texts, reveal to us that there is a holy presence of Krishna as paramatma in the heart, while another aspect of His divinity is present in the elements.

I do not find it difficult to perceive the sacredness in this environment, where the crisp and the clean of all the naturalness on the trail cannot conceal itself, even if it tried.  This place, where we tread, is a real escape from urban madness.  Both Surya and I felt at peace.

The only annoyance was the cell phone in my pocket, as it would vibrate and light up at times. It's understandable.  In a matter of minutes I'll leave for India.  Yes, it's hours away before the doors open at the Kolkata Airport to the musty airs.  There’ll be no more snow but for brisk air, for the first few days in February, there will still be an evening coolness.  And there, in Mayapur, we will dance up a storm in the temples of delight.
 

May the Source be with you!

7 Km

Tuesday, February 16th, 2016
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Tuesday, February 16th, 2016                           
Toronto, Ontario

Tuesday in Three Parts                 

I recall as a kid growing up when Dad or Mom would put the coffee on.  I never cared for the smell in the air, but it was kind of fun hearing and seeing the substance percolate.

Life at the temple/ashram is like a coffee percolator.  It gets really lively.  There is a buzz.  It sometimes comes in spurts depending on the time of the day.  When you plug in things start happening.

Steve Davies brought his students over.  This is an ongoing visit from the boy’s school from Cresant High up the road.  These are quality students and they give life.  They showed up in the morning.

The evening blossomed also with a visit from cross-Canada walker, Michael Oesch, and his partner Saskis.  He’s working on a documentary about what you learn from foot travel.  He also showed me a new book “Born to Walk: The Transformative Power of a Pedestrian Act” by Dan Rubinstein.

Michael always brings on enthusiasm to an atmosphere.  He’s a spiritual person, so whatever already is considered enthusing in the atmosphere of the temple becomes further ignited.

Now, about Tuesday afternoon.  I couldn’t help recalling the lyrics from the Moody blues on the song
“The Afternoon/Forever Afternoon”

                                            Tuesday, afternoon,
                                         I’m just beginning to see,
                                          It doesn’t matter to me,
                                          Chasing the clouds away.

                                           Something, calls to me,
                                    The trees are drawing me near,
                                           I’ve got to find out why
                                         Those gentle voices I hear
                                            Explain it all with a sigh.

                           I’m looking at myself, reflections of my mind
                            It’s just the kind of day leave myself behind,
                          So gently swaying thru the fairly-land of love,
                        If you’ll just come with me and see the beauty of

                                                 Tuesday afternoon.
                                                 Tuesday afternoon.


May the Source be with you!

3 Km

Monday, February 15th, 2016
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Monday, February 15th, 2016                                 
Scarborough, Ontairo

The Yays and Nays                 

 I like trains.  At least modern trains offer leg room space.  There’s no traffic jams.  You are close to the ground.  The scenery is Tops.

My train ride on VIA from Montreal was all of those things.  Still, my conclusion on the best mode of  travel is with the feet on the ground.  After hours of uploading community theatre on YouTube (look up THE WALKING MONK DRAMAS) I took that much needed trek in the silence of night.

“Silence,” I thought, “while walking is sacred.”  As much as I like trains I also like silence at times.  And here are some quotes:

“We will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends.”                                                         
             - Martin Luther King

“A True Friend’s Silence hurts more than an Enemy’s Rough Words.”               
                                                       
“Open your mouth only if what you are going to say is more beautiful than the silence.”

“Silence is the most powerful scream.”

“SPEAK only when you feel that your words are better than your SILENCE.”

“To hear, one must be silent.”                                          

         - Ursula K. LeGuim

“Silence speaks WHEN words can’t.”

“Your silence doesn’t mean that you quit. It simply means that you don’t want argue with people who just don’t want to understand.”

“Having the maturity to know sometimes silence is more powerful than having the last word.”

         - Thema Davis
 

May the Source be with you!

Sunday, Feb.14/2016
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Sunday, Feb.14/2016                      
Montreal, Quebec

Adwaita Valentine                  

Last Sunday it was below the average attendance at the Sunday Open House because of the Super Bowl on TV.  For some, the Super bowl becomes more important than “Haribol!”

This Sunday the attendance was a bit down due to the lower than average temperatures outside.  With the wind chill factor at 35 below Celsius, it became discouraging for some regulars.

Still, with about 150 guests I’m not complaining; I’m the person giving the presentation.  It was part slide-show, part-speaking about one of our luminaries in the lineage of bhakti, Adwaita by name.  The slide-show featured events and experiences along the walking way.  I was relaying to the crowd the touching moments of last autumn’s walk though New England, New York, and New Jersey.  Well received.

Since it was the birth anniversary of Adwaita, a contemporary of Sri Chaitanya, it was appropriate to speak about him.  He was largely responsible for invoking the presence of Chaitanya to the world by the power of his desire, his heart. 

It was rather an interesting observation, that in my earlier on reading of the book “Chaitanya Charitamrta” in a morning class, the word “heart” appeared multiple times.  Coincidental, you might say, as today is also Valentine’s Day.

Happy Valentine’s Day!
 
May the Source be with you!

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Donor Spotlight: Sridhara-syama Prabhu and Lalita Sakhi Mataji
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Speaking to Yudhisthira, the sage Vyasadeva said: “O child, there is nothing more difficult to practice than charity… It is extremely difficult to part with hard-earned wealth. But, O hero, properly earned wealth should be given away with an open heart to worthy persons.” (Mahabharata, by Krishna Dharma, P.329)

It is with deep gratitude that we receive the generous contributions from our donors. Out of kindness they choose to share their gain with our TKG Academy students. For this selfless act we are greatly thankful.

Sridhara-syama Prabhu (Sanjay Goel) and his wife Lalita Sakhi Mataji (Dr. Lalita Gupta) have been steady monthly donors of TKG Academy since several years now. When I asked Lalita Sakhi Mataji if we may write about her family for the “Donor Spotlight” she humbly declined. They have no interest in showcasing their donations or getting any recognition for it. Only when I insisted and convinced her that by doing so she will further serve our school, she reluctantly consented.

Sridhara-syama Prabhu and Lalita Sakhi Mataji met the devotees and attended classes while living in Omaha, Nebraska. In 2006 they received some books and their chanting beads and became dedicated practitioners. They have been attending the Dallas Radha Kalachandji temple since moving to Richardson in 2008.

IMG_0277[1]Some years ago they considered moving closer to the temple and enrolling their son, Dhruv at TKG Academy. Plans didn’t work out as expected, and they decided to offer their support to the school by giving monthly donations instead. Lalita Sakhi Mataji also got involved with the Sunday school and enjoys sharing Krsna consciousness with the children. Her hope is that those teachings will have a strong and lasting impact on their lives.

Sridhara-syama Prabhu and his family are always engaged in service. He himself is a dedicated “Prison Ministry” preacher, going out weekly to share Krsna consciousness with inmates. He also spends several hours daily reading the philosophy and studying Srila Prabhupada’s books. He is a very renounced and enthusiastic devotee, though always maintaining a very humble mood.
His wife offers much medical advice and assistance to the devotees and has been involved in designing and sewing new outfits for the deities. Together they organize and host the Richardson Bhakti Vrksa group in their home and have thus inspired their friends on the path of devotional service.

I, too, feel inspired by their association and offer my sincere appreciation for their kind service and support.

Overcoming the Stumbling Blocks in Family Life
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Hare KrishnaBy Jivan Mukta Dasa

When a family adheres to a spiritual program and cooperates to manage the household, the burden of stress and frustration is lightened. A disciplined devotional routine creates a more gentle flow to family life and an atmosphere where Krsna consciousness can flourish. We should regulate our play, rest, exercise, and worship in a way that will help us develop our attitude of service toward guru and Krsna. Although following a sadhana program as strictly at home as one would in a temple may be a challenge, we can stick to a modified program. Your schedule may prevent you from waking up at three or four in the morning, but your aim should be to get up before sunrise. The brahma-muhurta period, one and a half hours before sunrise, is most conducive to spiritual practices. Continue reading "Overcoming the Stumbling Blocks in Family Life
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Rising Before the Sun
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From Back to Godhead

We can learn to love the 
early-morning hours – the 
best time for spiritual practices.

By Urmila Devi Dasi

“No school!”

My student’s excitement ripples through his arms, which boast the muscles of early youth.

“I can sleep late!”

He smiles.

I sigh.

School for my students means not just academic study but also rising before sunrise to worship Krsna. Why doesn’t this student love the pre-dawn hours?

I look back on my life as a small child. Each morning my father would rise by 5:00 A.M. and wake me soon afterwards. Or did I wake spontaneously just to be with him? I would play in his office in our home while he showered. When I was very young we would play together, each of us with a doll. His doll told me stories of his life and taught me lessons of ethics and morality. As I got older, the play became a time to talk of the important things in our lives. My father squeezed fresh orange juice, made our breakfast, and forged our friendship. He made the early morning a time of peace, beauty, love, friendship, and understanding.

Mentally traveling forward, I remember sitting in a temple president’s office so many years later.

“I’d like to live here and dedicate myself to serving Krsna.”

“We wake up early in the morning,” he says. “Very early. Can you do that?”

I smile. “I’ve done that all my life.”

How easy now to spend the early mornings with my ultimate father, the Supreme Lord, Krsna! I sing His glories, dance to please Him, and study His philosophy. When chanting His names, I am personally with Him.

All day my father worked for our family, but the time we spent together, sometimes simply enjoying each other’s company, was often the most significant and satisfying. Now my sweetest time is spent in the morning just being with Krsna in His name, in His deity form on the altar, in the descriptions of His activities and philosophy. On days when I miss that time, I feel incomplete, even though I chant Krsna’s names and read His stories and instructions later in the day.

Rising early for prayer and study may become a chore, an obligation, as my student felt, and I wonder if I can give him the sense of wonder that my father gave me. I have read of medieval monks who woke each night at midnight for prayers and then slept a bit more until the next prayers before sunrise. They struggled sometimes, in those cold stone monasteries, to drag their sleep-heavy bodies and minds to the chapel. Some of them write of these practices as austerities or penance. We might similarly describe our Vaisnava devotions, yet are they not really rather a joy?

The ancient study of Ayurveda teaches us why the early morning so helps one’s spiritual advancement toward pure love of God. The controlling forces of the creation the three modes of nature: goodness, passion, and ignorance affect our consciousness, activities, and even the time of day or year. In early morning we more easily achieve goodness and, beyond that, transcendence. Passion increases with the day, as we consume our time with occupations and making money. At night, ignorance prevails, inciting inclinations toward degradation and crime.

Even if we don’t understand the workings of nature’s modes, most of us find focusing the mind difficult when pressed with the day’s demands. The early-morning hours can clear our consciousness, mellow our actions.

The challenge of focusing on spiritual practices at other times of the day is like trying to travel during a traffic jam, when arriving at our destination is a protracted business at best. When everyone else is on the road, we don’t want to be there. But during the off times, the same journey is fast and easy. Similarly, while we can spend time with Lord Krsna at any time and place, the early morning is an open highway. Our devotional thoughts can move freely, unimpeded. While nothing material, including time, can hinder spiritual life, if we’re sincere about spiritual progress we’ll aim to build our day and life around the favorable circumstances.

Logic and knowledge alone may not be enough to sustain us through a lifetime of daily practice. We’re part of the Lord, the reservoir of pleasure, so we also seek pleasure. To throw off the bedcovers each morning and embrace the day, our early-morning chanting and study must be a source of pleasure.

One can say, dogmatically, that the early-morning devotions are pleasure, and that one who practices regularly will surely come to feel the pleasure. The great spiritual teacher Rupa Gosvami tells us that even if devotion to Krsna tastes bitter, by practice it will turn to sweetness. But while waiting to feel that joy, we may become discouraged, like the shopper at the end of a long line who decides to shop elsewhere. Therefore, we cannot hope to achieve perfection simply by following a formula because it is the formula. We must feel a real connection with Krsna, which is joyful even in the stage of practice.

Is the practice hard? As I look at the young student who thinks it is, I’m not sure. I pray that Krsna will awaken him to the feeling that he is truly and completely with the Lord.

We can come to love worshiping Krsna early in the morning as naturally and easily as I loved being with my father. After all, Krsna is the most lovable person. All good qualities reside unlimitedly in Him, His love for each of us is unbounded, and we know enough about Him from the Vedas to saturate our minds and hearts with love for Him and with thoughts of His greatness. If we just look at Him fully, and hear Him fully, with focus and dedication, will we not find joy in His presence?

Urmila Devi Dasi and her family run a school in North Carolina. She is the major author and compiler of Vaikuntha Children, a guide to Krsna conscious education for children.

The Early Morning Practice of Devotion

This is the general program Srila Prabhupada gave us, in line with the traditional practices of saintly, pure devotees of Lord Krsna.

• Rise before sunrise, preferably by 4:00 A.M.

• Bathe and dress in clean clothes.

• Gather with others, if possible, and spend half an hour in responsive singing of the Hare Krsna maha-mantra and other glorification of the Lord. Generally, devotees gather in a special room in their home where there are pictures or deity forms of Krsna, Lord Caitanya, and Srila Prabhupada. (Many devotees travel daily to a temple outside their home.)

• If possible, worship the sacred Tulasi plant.

• Chant the Hare Krsna maha-mantra quietly to oneself. Devotees usually count the number of mantras they chant on a string of 108 beads. Initiated devotees in ISKCON chant at least sixteen times around the beads daily.

• Read the scriptures and discuss their meaning and application according to the teachings of great devotees. Our main scripture for morning study is the Srimad-Bhagavatam.

Urmila’s official website: http://urmiladevidasi.org/
Urmila’s blog: http://urmiladasi.com/

Hare Krishna

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Sex is the highest material pleasure, and love of God is the highest spiritual pleasure. For some people it's disheartening to learn that they have to make a choice. The real thing to understand is that the pleasure of sex life has a heavy downside. There's an old saying that if you pick up one end of the stick you pick up the other end of the stick too. If you want sense pleasure, then you have to take sense pain sukha and duhkha, happiness and distress. Some of us have been to the school of hard knocks and have gotten a little realization. I'm not perfect in my understanding of it, but in my heart of hearts I know that when I'm free from lust, anger, greed, envy, that kind of purity will bring me happiness beyond compare. I want that. And I'm prepared to be patient, determined, and enthusiastic to achieve it, because I've seen that in this world, practically speaking, there is only suffering. You can say something brings less suffering and therefore it's enjoyable. But I want a pleasure that is ever increasing. That plea-sure exists, but it requires effort to attain. By the process of sankirtana by chanting and taking spiritual food and living a simple life and associating with other devotees and practicing sincerely you can attain the perfection of pleasure. Continue reading "Practice Loving Krsna
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Gaura Purnima Festival at Bhaktivedanta Academy, the Hare…
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Gaura Purnima Festival at Bhaktivedanta Academy, the Hare Krishna School in Alachua, Florida.
Jaya Sri Radhe devi dasi: The students of the Krishna Sharanam classroom (7th-9th grade) at the Bhaktivedanta Academy recently put on a project to celebrate Gaura Purnima with their classroom Panca Tattva deities. Putting on a festival like Gaura Purnima helps the students build leadership and practical life skills. Each area of the project –decorations, jewelry, backdrops, and abisheka – had a student leader. The leader organized and prepared the necessary materials and engaged other students. They all collaborate together on the theme for the festival. This year’s theme was from the prayers by Queen Kunti, “As the Ganges forever flows to the sea without hindrance, let my attraction be constantly drawn unto You without being diverted to anyone else.” The students also wanted to portray Mayapur Dhama village as well as the Ganges flowing to the sea. They had only a small budget so everything was made by hand. This year’s feature was handmade banana trees, and a miniature replica of Navadwip featuring Srivas Unga, Yoga Pitha, and Narasimha Palli. The day before the Festival, there was an abisheka where the school was invited to view the Deities. On the day of the Festival, the class finishes up their Holy Name marathon, and the school and parents and guests are invited to chant with them and take darshan.
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This yearly celebration is a time when whole class gets together and works on a project centered around Krishna. The excitement builds as the students see to all the details involved in making the festival a success. Madhuri Fitch was the leader of creating the village scene, Ksina Valdez was in charge of the altar decorations, Janvi Shah was in charge of classroom decorations that included the Ganges design, Anasuya Rico painted the backdrops which featured tropical foliage and flowers, Nishtha Kowlessar designed and coordinated the jewelry making, Haridas Leslie was in charge of the abisheka, and many other students assisted such as hunting and gathering in the woods to get the raw materials to make the Navadwipa village, making garlands, etc. Everyone had a hand in it. For many students, it is the highlight of the year…they develop sincere closeness to Panca-tattva, and realize the rewards of becoming part of something bigger than themselves.

Govinda Ghosh – Disapperance Day
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Today is the disappearance day of Govinda ghosh, an eternal associate of Lord Caitanya Mahaprabhu. Gopinath jiu (Govinda Ghosh’s beloved deity) held Kusa grass in His fingers to perform Shraddha ceremony of Govinda ghosh. This was as per His promise to Govinda Ghosh and this practice is continued till today.   Gopinath jiu (Govinda Ghosh’s beloved […]

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ISKCON 50 printed clothing.
Colourful range of t-shirts, hoodies, zipper jackets, polo shirts, caps produced by mantradesignprint.com are now available via mail order online from mantraworld-store.com. We are also supplying wholesale to temple shops. A large percentage of the profits will be donated to the TOVP Mayapur project.
Thank you for your support, Gouranga das.
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Shocked then Shocked Again! Distributing Srila…
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Shocked then Shocked Again!
Distributing Srila Prabhupada’s books to the coal-mine workers.
The bus party of Sri Sri Radha Gopinath temple Chowpatty went to the coal mines.
After a couple of days of good book distribution we decided to try the head-office. Jagganatha Prabhu met the head officer and obtained the permission and the next day we set up a stall beside the vehicle parking inside the gate. It was 8 am and slowly the officers were trickling in. Sun had just begun to show its face dissipating the early morning fog and it was warming up. From the corner of my eye I saw a security man, who had just arrived, rush at our table. He had a fair complexion, a shikha and tilak and when he arrived nearer I noticed on his name plate a surname that showed that he was a Brahmin. But what he did next was anything but brahminical. “Stop this!” he shouted. “Stop this immediately. You are not allowed here. What do you think? Is this some vegetable market that you can enter inside and sell your stuff? Come on get out. Just get out.” Our bus had just left out of the gate, but seeing the commotion, Rupa Raghunatha Prabhu stopped. I called the man and assured him that we had the permission of the officer to do the exhibition. But he did not listen. He physically began to move the crowd away from the table and shout expletives. I got so angry that my voice choked up. I had the urge to grab his collar and give him a smack but seeing his age I checked myself. I got the permission papers and with shaking hands showed him the signature of the authorities, but he just did not listen. “You first stop this and shift your table outside the gate. Just go out,” he said. “We are not going out,” I said. “We have the permission and just now the secretary to the head officer had come and sanctioned our stall, if you have a problem you meet him.” “No, you meet him,” he shouted back, “and ask him to call me in my office.” I stormed to the office of the secretary and told him the events. “Please call your security and tell them to allow us.” “Sorry, I can not do that. You have to move out,” he said. “But we have the permission of the head officer,” I said, “We met him yesterday.” “That is ok, but some men are objecting to this religious exhibition.” “I want to speak to the head officer,” I said. “OK,” the secretary called the head officer, but before I could speak to him, he briefed him about the objection raised by a certain section of office staff against us. The head officer sympathized with me but said that he was unable to help. Crestfallen I returned to the stall and told the devotees that we had to move out of the complex. The problem was that once we moved out hardly anyone would have come to our stall. Most men had vehicles and they would speed away once out of the gate. Only a rare soul would cross the road and come to us. I explained the situation to Rupa Raghunatha Prabhu. “Just show that you are shifting,” he said. “Move some boxes and meanwhile continue to distribute on the table. If someone again comes show that you are going but since some customers are there hence you are entertaining them. Wait till 11:30 am and then shift to some other location. I will take the bus to next mine.” I did as he told me. We packed 4-5 cartons and one devotee stood with them across the road while another continued the sales on the table. Then I went to the security man who had charged at us and said that we were shifting. He called me inside his cabin. “I am extremely sorry Maharaja,” he said folding his hands. “What you are doing is a very noble thing. See I am also a Brahmin,” he took out his sacred thread, “but what to do, we have to act rough. There were certain men at your stall who are against our dharma and simply to appease them I behaved in such a bad way. I know that your man had come yesterday and got the permission, still I troubled you only to make those men go away. Now you can continue your sale. Only thing is do not keep many books on the table. You can keep the excess in my office and when you need them you can take them from here.” “Hey Dharmu!” he called his man, “go get Swamiji’s books from the road.” His men brought all our boxes from the road to the office. “And please give me a set of books,” the security man requested me. My jaw hung in sheer shock at the turn of events. I gave him the books and continued low-key distribution even when the head officer arrived. Later we met him and he gave us a vehicle on which two of us carried 12 sets and went to a peripheral office and sold all of them.
Sankirtana Yajna ki jaya!
Your Servant, Murari Gupta Das

Dhruva and Parijata (7 min video) The story of how two highly…
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Dhruva and Parijata (7 min video)
The story of how two highly successful individuals in the corporate world came to run an organic farm in Port Royal, PA.
Farm life transforms one’s conception of “success”. In this short video hear from our dear leaders, Dhruva and Parijata, how it continues to transform their hearts.
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Gaura Purnima Celebration at SJMKL (Album with photos) Gaura…
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Gaura Purnima Celebration at SJMKL (Album with photos)
Gaura Purnima was attended by more than 400 guests at Sri Jagannatha Mandir Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. The festival started with a beautiful abhiseka ceremony for Their Lordships and was followed by an enlightening spiritual discourse by HH Bhaktivrajendranandana Swami. The guests were then served sumptuous prasadam. The feast consists of more than 6 ekadasi preparations. The stage performance was the well coordinated by the children and youth of Jagannatha Mandir. Pastimes of ChandKazi and Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu came alive as the children perfectly enacted it out. The festival ended with Maha Arati and kirtan with devotees dancing in joy and bliss.
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April 5. ISKCON 50 – S.Prabhupada Daily Meditations. Satsvarupa…
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April 5. ISKCON 50 – S.Prabhupada Daily Meditations.
Satsvarupa dasa Goswami: Invitation Downtown.
David Allen, a twenty-one-year-old seeker who came up from the Paradox, had just moved to the City, optimistically attracted by what he had read about experimentation with drugs. He saw the old group as “a kind of fussbudgety group of older women on the West Side listening to the Swami’s lectures.”
David: We weren’t known as hippies then, but it was strange for the people who had originally been attracted to him. It was different for them to relate to this new group. I think most of the teachers from India up to that time had older followers, and sometimes wealthy widows would provide a source of income. But Swamiji changed right away to the younger, poorer group of people. The next thing that happened was that Bill Epstein and others began talking about how it would be better for the Swami to come downtown to the Lower East Side. Things were really happening down there, and somehow they weren’t happening uptown. People downtown really needed him. Downtown was right, and it was ripe. There was life down there. There was a lot of energy going around.
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The Journey of The Holy Name
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“The Hare Krishna maha mantra is reverberating throughout Vrindavan Forest!  Do you heaarr?”

All of TKG Academy students and Vedic Kids Sunday School presented a beautiful drama on Sunday, March 20 for the Gaura Purnima Festival.

Why did we hear echos of “It was the best drama we have ever seen!”  With Srila Prabhupada’s transcendental voice booming throughout the temple, gorgeously decorated gopis, Sri Panca Tattva dancing to Hari Haraye Namah, cute demigods engaged in battle, and even a fearsome Nawab Hussein Shah, the audience was literally spell-bound.  The students depicted the journey of Sri Nam Prabhu, the sweet holy name, from the transcendental lips of Lord Caitanya, traveling through the hands of Sri Rupa & Sri Sanatan Goswami, and all the way to Tompkins Square Park, where Srila Prabhupada’s illuminating presence tormented blinded Kali and his minions: lust, anger, greed and false ego.

Take a look at the pictures!

Making Math Magical
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Students are immersed.  The room is quiet.  Partnered groups speak in hushed whispers.  Math Journals in hand, they log all the problems they are mastering.   Move the clothespin to the next activity that needs practice.  Lay out a red mat.  Set up the animal objects.  Match fraction cards.  Practice borrowing in Subtraction.  Line up the big division hexagon.   Play the Roll-It Rounding Bingo Game.

In all these years of teaching and tutoring Math, I’ve never seen a child so excited about dividing 5,879,192 by 9.  I’ve rarely seen high-fives and total immersion.  I’ve definitely never seen students so motivated to master their Math objectives.

Individual Work.  Self-paced.  Self Corrected.  Hands-on.  Engaging.  Exciting!

Check out some of the Math Centers we’ve been working on this Spring in Middle Elementary.


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The Art of Puri Rolling
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Chef Mother Manjuali walks the Upper Elementary students through a step-by-step instruction and demonstration of making Masala Puris. They got to make, offer and eat them! Yum!

In their Cooking Classes this year, they’ve also learned to make Fettucini Alfredo, Puffed Cheese Balls,  Vegetables &  Gravy, Bread-Tomato Casserole and more. Lucky kids!

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Sacred Sound Kirtan Retreat 2016 impressions
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The Sacred Sound Kirtan retreat was held at the beautiful New Govardhana farm in Murwillumbah during the Easter long weekend. It was a huge gathering with more than 500 people registered. The atmosphere was incredibly vibrant, thanks to the line-up of world class kirtaneers such as Madhava, Bada Hari and our own Sri Prahlada. Each festival day […]

Yours forever!
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(Kadamba Kanana Swami, 15 January 2015, Soho Temple, England, Srimad Bhagavatam 10.77.33-37)

kks_italyI was reading a verse where it says, “Not by any means nor by any weapon, can one take away the possessions of a devotee.” That was interesting because I do watch over my electronics and do not leave them lying around because things sort of move in different directions. But, the possessions of a devotee cannot be taken away by any means because the true possession of a devotee is Krsna and devotional service; and devotional service cannot be taken away! Devotional service is always there. It is something we can always do, a little service to Krsna and no one can take that away!

In South Africa, where I regularly visit, every year they celebrate a very large Ratha Yatra. Every year for the Ratha Yatra, the deputy mayor of Durban attends and he gives a speech and the speech is the same every year. He talks about the apartheid days where he was part of the forbidden political party and all the leaders of that party were jailed, so this man was also in jail. He was put into solitary confinement and he was allowed to have one book. He asked for a Bhagavad-gita, and he was given a Bhagavad-gita As It Is and for three years, he was locked up in jail with Prabhupada’s Bhagavad-gita.

You can understand that there was nothing else to read – no newspaper, no internet, nothing else to read – but Prabhupada’s Gita! That jail sentence, in one way, was a blessing because it changed his life… I mean, three years with just Prabhupada’s Bhagavad-gita. He can never forget it and therefore, every year he has to come to Ratha Yatra and tell that story. Although we have heard it a hundred times, it does not matter, every time the story has power… three years with just Prabhupada’s Bhagavad-gita! What an amazing blessing he got! In that way, we can never take away the possessions of a devotee; it is not possible because no matter what we do, devotional service remains.

Tuesday, March 8th, 2016
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Tuesday, March 8th, 2016                         
Mayapur, India

Getting Frail and Strong                

My dear friend, Agnidev, fainted at Govinda’s Restaurant last night evening after a successful lead of chanting at the Kirtan Mela.  So, the rumour has it.  It’s unknown to some of us the cause for this beautiful singer’s collapse.  Exhaustion?  Dehydration?  I hope he’s alright.

One thing is for sure-the body is frail.  I had the pleasure to conduct a sanga for senior devotees, some who are under care and are ‘wheel-chaired.’  Where our discussion went to was ails from trails.  I told of our blissful encounter with seniors of “Golden Pond” in Massachusettslast fall and how they were doing their version of aerobics.  The instructor wondered if I could do some mentoring in that department, we ended up doing “the Swami Swerve”, a fun concoction of moves.

The lending with these devotional folks who were listening to the tales and mantras was very real.  It was a presentation of a slower nature.  Because of age and some impaired hearing, I spoke with volume up, slower and enhanced articulation.

A planned trip across the Jalanghi Riverdid fructify just before the sun downed itself.  The group of us from Canadaand those from Polandto guide us, took to the village streets with kirtan.

Maha Shringha is the name of the devotee who led us through the modes homesteads.  He is so much loved by the rural Bengalis of the area.  For twenty years now he has connected with the locals through food, fun and friendship.  He knows an astounding number of people, all rather simple and sweet.  It is equally impressive that he knows the townsfolk, so many by their individual names.

After zig-zagging through the streets with our mantra, a drum player, and singers on foot, we ended the kirtan at the home of Bhakti Devi who worked a fabulous meal at her home.

Great people! Great hospitality! Great day! Great night!

May the Source be with you!

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Monday, March 7th, 2016
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Monday, March 7th, 2016                                                 
Mayapur, India

He Would Be Pleased

Life in the dham is pure.  Not all who contact the dham (holy place) however, benefit.  There’s pickpockets and people of greed, and ulterior motives.  After all, there’s lots of money to be made at pilgrim sites, where people converge from all around the world.

You hear at announcement time the loss of a passport, a wallet, or someone’s precious chanting beads. Fortunately the beads are easily replaceable.  There are some developers in the area that are exploiting tenants but not delivering full expectations.  We hear of buildings not up to code, or built in too tight to each other.

This may sound depressing and unspiritual but that may be an aspect of the ‘dark-side’ of Mayapur. There is a lot more reason to sound conches and gongs over the pluses.  Pilgrims are not fools.  At least they should not be naive.  This is the material world and blessed we are to have wonderful areas of retreat and refuge in which to charge the spiritual batteries.

I see happy faces here.  People of different shades engaged in the same thing.  At the Kirtan Mela there are Chinese, African, as well as South and North American participants.  You have Aussies and Europeans enthralled in song.  It is as the great luminary Bhaktivinode predicted.  Our guru, Srila Prabhupada, must be pleased.  When you think about it, in a mere 50 years since the inception of this branch of Gaudiya Vaishnavism, So much growth, along with growing pains, has taken place.

May the Source be with you!

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