Monday, December 19, 2022
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Somenos, British Columbia

Meeting Norm

To get to this lovely town, located on Vancouver Island, you take a ferry from the mainland and sail to Nanaimo, then drive for 30 minutes. The arctic factor appears to have hit the island with snow flurries for the better part of the day and night.

At the home of Gadadhar and Manoharini I met Norm Thompson, 66, who came to our program of “Tales from the Trails.” Due to the imposing storm few people turned up, but it was Norm, who was determined, regardless of the weather, to see me. Recently, he had both legs amputated. During work he was electrocuted at his legs. Five months ago, he obtained bionic limbs. He tells a bit more of his story.

“I was 380 pounds. I became a couch potato, and would sit, clicking channels to watch TV. When I lost my two legs, it was a wake-up call. I decided I had to change my lifestyle. I now weigh 200.”

Norm went on to explain about his dieting and exercise. He is now an active man, and is Mr. Positive, believing in God. He was thrilled to hear about our coming to his hometown, and to hear us and observe what a group of us do in the bhakti yoga realm. He listened to my stories of walking the trail and partook in eating the delicious entrées prepared for the evening. He made a vow to do some trekking on the island to the tune of 300 km, after the snow thaws out. He asked for my advice on the project. I expressed to him, “Have a support person, call the media, arrange for healthy food and good sleeping at night. Do a lot of appreciative prayer when you walk.”

May the Source be with you!

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Sunday, December 18, 2022
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Burnaby, British Columbia

Unique

It’s not so usual to be receiving the white stuff we call snow in the Vancouver area. This area is more rain prone. This morning it came down in abundance. It left a blanket of pureness. Pretty for sure. The unique thing is that at approximately 7am thunder sounded and lightning flashed. This was heard and witnessed by several of us in and outside of the temple hall where we were at the time. Most unusual during a snowfall.

After a lively program, including a discussion on Indra, the rain/snow God, I opened the door to the outside only to witness the thirty-foot statue of Chaitanya, dusted with snow. It appears that the divine Chaitanya transcends such cool conditions. He maintains a smile.

Despite the weather conditions, where Vancouverites are not so prepared for such an onslaught, some participation did take place for the open house on Sunday. The driveway was cleared as best as could be for congregates, but it was obvious that one sixth of the usual attendees showed up. Who in their right mind wants to get stuck in snow fatalities? The good aspect of this was it allowed for more dance space inside. We took full advantage of the roomy scenario.

It was a joy to see one of our senior women, Radhika Sevaki, receive her second initiation. Congratulations!

May the Source be with you!

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Saturday, December 17, 2022
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Burnaby, British Columbia

Two Types

The night kicked-in and that was the sign for me to take a walk down by the perfect black and flat soil, where houses and green bushes are in abundance. It was also where a pair of coyotes meandered for food and fun.

I turned the corner from Marine Drive, and entered the quiet of the farmland described above when a thought came. There are two types of people that can walk endlessly – a monk and a criminal. A monk walks about, exercising detachment from the world. A criminal walks about and just keeps going because no one wants him around.

For me, walking spells freedom because I see and encounter something fresh every time. As I was pacing along, I met a middle-aged fellow. Let’s call him Jim. We were at a crossroads and ended up walking in the same direction so naturally we talked. I mentioned to him my thoughts about the two types, but not implying he was a criminal. However, he certainly is not a person who’s renounced. He has a house nearby, but he’s giving himself some moments to ponder in the course of his walk. That makes him somewhat introspective. I believe there to be a shared vocation of walking and that’s what is important. We connected through walking. We finished our chat when I said “My name is Swami,” hoping he’d say his name. “See ya!” Was his response. We came to that corner where you suddenly turn to Marine Drive. The traffic deafened all other sounds.

May the Source be with you!

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Friday, December 16, 2022
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Surrey, British Columbia

Moving Along

Things are moving along with the recording of the audiobook for The Saffron Path. I have completed forty-three chapters and I am well into walking the United States to reach the Elm tree at Tompkins Square, Park, NY. It’s fun going through the book’s content again. It feels like I’m on the road again. Nice to see some people purchasing the book as a Christmas gift.

Being stuck in a tight studio for the recording restricts the opportunity to mobilize the body. And on top of that, there are obligations to visiting my congregants. One of those visitations are from Rupa Raghunatha and Vraja, from Surrey, whose 19-year-old daughter Prem, was killed in an accident by a motorist. It is the one-year anniversary of this mishap, and so a memorial kirtan was held.

From this location, my trusty driver, extraordinaire, Jaya Govinda, dropped me off at the home of Satyabhama, who always cooks up a storm. It is a Fijian/Mauritian crowd. One of the teens there, Arjuna, recently received his drivers license, and already has secured a Mustang for getting around. He is a bit of a jester, and just can’t be serious. He does love Krishna though, and that is a saving grace for a young lad.

I read to the group, “The Oldest Song,” a poetic abbreviated version of the Gita. My day ended on that note – the Gita, and with its message of sweet surrender.

May the Source be with you!

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Thursday, December 15, 2022.
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Port Coquitlan, British Columbia.

Days of Death and Life

When I joined the Hare Krishna movement, I was 20. I was young and full of anticipation for an improved life. Well, that has happened. I am blessed. Now looking at fifty years later, my intentions are the same. I continue to work on self improvement, although externals have changed.

Other young persons had joined when I did. For instance, two of the decent people I got to know were a couple, Vallabha Chaitanya and Lila Sukha. Last week, Vallabha passed away at Saranagati where I just visited. Lila Sukha has resided at our West Virginia community, and her fate is similar. She’s in the hospital and this very morning her life-support has been removed by the doctor, which means she has hours to live. She was a good human being and a devotee, mother, wife, etc.

I called her son, Narottama, to ask for a favor. “You say she’s not responsive. Can you put your phone to her ear. I would like to say some final words of optimism, and say the mantra.” So, Narottama did just that, and I’m sure many small contributions will help towards a better closure.

While driving back to Vancouver, I spoke to my friend, Daruka, my cross Canada walking support person. His step dad, Alex, a good man, is at the hospital, soon to leave this world. Daruka put his phone to Alex’s ear so I could communicate. He heard me and responded. And tomorrow I’ll attend a memorial for a young girl who died a year ago by an automobile accident. Lots of death. Life is in the spirit.

May the Source be with you!

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Wednesday, December 14, 2022
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Venables Valley, British Columbia

Where Snow is Liberating

It is no exaggeration when I say that it is liberating when you take a trip to the farm. To be more specific, current and personal, I had the pleasure to hit Highway-1 with Jay Govinda, Hari Nishta, and Bhakta Vishnu for a drive to our rural community; four hours northeast from Vancouver.

The drive is scenic and super pleasant. I was quite shocked, however, to see the extremely low level of water in both the Fraser and Thompson Rivers. At certain sections the water of the Thompson was like a creek, but otherwise it would be a fast white-water river. Climate change is for real.

It was hard to convince B. Vishnu that winter is wonderful. Once we entered Venables Valley Road and to the Saranagati Village I think the sparkling white snow began to enchant him somewhat. He is from hot India.

We first arrived at the school, and after lunch, at the request of the school master, Kar, I lead a theatrical art workshop. If this doesn’t loosen up the students, I don’t know what will. A second gathering with many of the valley residents shaped into an energetic kirtan. It was charming to see seniors, middle agers, and youngsters all participate in song and dance.

Indeed, it was time to catch up with friends in this post pandemic period. A walk in the snow around a big block was just a thing to convince a timid south Indian B. Vishnu that winter isn’t so bad after all.

May the Source be with you!

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Tuesday, December 13, 2022.
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Port Coquitlan, British Columbia

Cool/Warm

It gets fairly interesting when the boiler breaks down and you sit in a frigid space. I’m talking about our temple hall in Burnaby, where I’m staying. In sacred places like Vrindavan, India, you just don’t have central heating, therefore a pilgrim will naturally feel a chill. As pilgrims do at these times of year, they wrap themselves in coats, scarves, mits, and chauddars (shawls). It’s the norm to bundle up in the winter.

What compensates for the chill in the air is chanting and reciting the Bhagavatam. To get the most out of the book is to act as a facilitator – open up with the verse of the day by reciting it in Sanskrit, then explore the transliteration of each word, read the purport, establish a theme to speak on, then finally allow others to engage in the discussion. This is where the real warmth comes in. We are bundled together to discuss what’s really important in life. In Burnaby, I find the community participates well in Bhagavatam discussions. At least it makes my day.

A good chunk of this afternoon was spent doing reading work; the making of an audio version of the book The Saffron Path. I’ve done recordings before in studios. They sometimes are below comfort, temperature-wise. Sometimes I find them a trite stuffy and hot. In one sense it doesn’t matter. The absorption in the subject matter is what counts. The subject is Krishna.

May the Source be with you!

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Monday, December 12, 2022
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Toronto/Vancouver

Another Set of Beads

Enroute to Vancouver, and I’m waiting at the Toronto Airport, Gate 34 for Air Canada Flight 111. A Middle-Eastern fellow came to sit across from where I was sitting. The first thing he did after settling down, was whip out a set of beads for his meditation. He began a soft utterance while fingering on his beads. Our eyes met. We nodded. Then I revealed my beads as I was also meditating on my japabeads.

“Is he a devotee?” I queried in my mind.

His phone rang, and he answered. It’s not Hindi. He hung up. So, then I gathered enough courage to ask, “How many beads are on your string?”

“One hundred and one,” he answered.

“Oh! We’re close. I have one hundred and eight. What are you praying?”

“For the world,” he said abruptly.

“It’s messed up!”

He agreed. Our conversation continued.

“Where are you from?” I asked.

“Iran. You?”

“Canada. Southern Ontario.”

I asked him his name, which I forgot. He explained covid killed his business, which involved Persian rugs. It just so happens that his shop was located at Bay and Cumberland and that I’ve seen him more than once in the shop while I was on a japa walk. Small world. A little more about his beads – well, he explained that he is a Zoroastrian, who worships God Ahura. This faith emphasizes a never-ending battle between good and evil. It’s nice to look at other approaches to the Divine.

May the Source be with you!

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Sunday, December 11, 2022
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Hamilton, Ontario

Shall We Dance?

I fail to understand why some folks just don’t dance when the drums are beating. I know it can be early for some at 4:30 am when we, the temple residents, attend the chanting session for what we call mangal-arati. This translates as the “auspicious service.” This “service” entails a ritual of viewing plus a chanting session to accompaniment of musical instruments. The drum is a major feature, and how someone playing or listening to good beats does not dance, simply puzzles me.

Personally, I like to be present, where I can see a sway of the legs, torso, and arms; maybe even the head.

A small group of us made our way to Hamilton, when tolerance was tested due to jammed up traffic. We eventually arrived at the Sookham Restaurant for happy chanting. The group of locals that came demonstrated happy feet. That’s the way it’s supposed to be. To make the traditional kirtan complete, dance is necessary. Hamilton scored high in this area.

Then it was time to depart for Toronto, which these days has 90% youth attending. I was asked to lead the singing. I had four powerful mrdunga drum players around me. They were good, however, apart from sound, movement was lacking so I encouraged each one of them to step up with dance. I don’t expect anyone to be Fred Astaire, Gene Kelly or Michael Jackson but at least “cut the rug” by making some energetic effort. By the latest arti, at 8 pm, the swaying and gyrating were in full swing.

May the Source be with you!

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Saturday, December 10, 2022
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Yorkville, Toronto

The People of Today

Tom Brown came to visit today with Julie. “It’s about time, Tom. You’re finally settling down. Congratulations!” He admitted that he’s been too much of a nomad, so this is good for him. It always gives me satisfaction when I hear of two people coming together, and especially when they have expressed interest in spirituality.

Tom and Julie passed my door when they were headed for taking a peek at our sacred Tulsi plant in her greenhouse. Julie is the type that loves plants and he’s getting acquainted with this member of the basil family. I’ve known tom for thirty years plus, and he appears to be sharing what he knows about Krishna with Julie.

Meeting this couple, with their sharing plans, was gratifying but I was also blessed today to speak to my spiritual peers. I gave three of them a call, asking if they would pitch in for the Gita sponsorship this month. In the course of these telephone conversations, we actually asked how each of us were doing; physically, spiritually, on all levels. The reports, if you will, were good.

We also chatted about other peers who have recently gone through surgery and all have succeeded in the healing process. The warning signs are out there that our age group (averaging at 70) are needing to intensify the surrendering process.

After my evening walk, I had a sit down with our top monk (brahmacari) who’s in the thick of the book marathon. Prana Gauranga is his name and he has a real love for serving in Prabhupada’s mission. The Bhagavad-Gita, and the Science of Self Realizationare his favorites to distribute.

May the Source be with you!

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Friday, December 9, 2022
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Mississauga, Ontario

The Time for the Gita

Mahadeva, Annapurna and I took to the sidewalk to make our way to the commuter train; also known as the subway. We thought that the Bloor-Yonge station, being major, would have an attendant or officer that would take our coins or cash for the fare to get on. But no, everything today appears to be highly automated. The three of us had to surrender to a machine over man and insert coins or cash to obtain a pass in the form of a card. Really, you would think that we could spare the trees.

Anyway, the subway ride is super convenient. No traffic jams. There’s never even a raccoon that crosses the track down there, forcing traffic to slow down.

Our pick-up person for a sangha, gathering, was Dharma, at whose home we had supper and the association of six families. They are a serious bunch who converge every other Friday for a Gitastudy. They are committed and especially sincere, not officially, but in practice and tradition.

This iconic text is especially sacred in the month of December. Not only the study aspect takes priority, but its distribution to the public becomes the joy of the season. For the pagans, and the Christians, December means the winter solstice or birth of Jesus, but for followers of bhakti-yoga, this month is hailed as the time of serious communication, in this case between Krishna, the ultimate yogi, and Arjuna, the ultimate martial artist.

May the Source be with you!

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Niranjana Swami’s Letter to North American Leaders and Congregation
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Date: December 13, 2022 To: North American Leaders and Congregation From: Niranjana Swami   Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to Srila Prabhupada. I visited Ukraine twice this year, in August and October. My first visit was for Janmastami and Srila Prabhupada’s Vyasa Puja. Since I was the first to visit Ukraine since the […]

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A Meditation on the Importance of True Humility
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By Guru Dasa

The shastras instruct us about the importance of humility; so why is achieving true humility so challenging? True humility does not mean self-hatred. It’s an acknowledgment of our own limitations, and that is all. As I have heard some wise friends say, one who is humble does not think less of himself, but thinks of himself less. We should seek that humility which does not diminish our sense of self-worth but abhors narcissism and self-promotion. Continue reading "A Meditation on the Importance of True Humility
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GBC Establishes Formal Inquiry to Investigate Lapses in Child Protection in Mayapur and Vrindavana
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This GBC resolution has yet to be reviewed by the SABHA. However, the GBC felt this resolution is of such importance that at least the administrative processes outlined below should begin as soon as possible, and can be modified pending the review of the SABHA.   On December 28, 2022, in response to recent revelations […]

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Putrada Ekadasi and the TOVP, 2023
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Putrada Ekadasi falls on the 11th lunar day of the fortnight of the waxing moon in the Vedic month of Pausha (December/January). This day is also known as Pausha Putrada Ekadashi, to differentiate it from the other Putrada Ekadashi in the month of Shravana (July/August), which is also called Shravana Putrada Ekadasi.

This is the first Ekadasi of the year 2023. It is an auspicious start for the rest of the year, and we encourage devotees reading this to kindly consider doneating on this day to help complete Lord Nrsimhadeva’s Wing in the TOVP, scheduled to open October, 2023. Please go to th Give To Nrsimha 2023 Fundraiser page on the TOVP website and select one of several new and unique seva opportunity options.

  NOTE: Putrada Ekadasi is observed on Monday, January 2 worldwide. Please refer to your local calendar through www.gopal.home.sk/gcal.

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The Glories of Putrada Ekadasi

From the Bhavishya Purana

The pious and saintly Yudhisthira Maharaj said to Lord Krishna, “Oh Lord, You have so nicely explained to us the wonderful glories of the Saphala Ekadasi which occurs during the dark fortnight (Krishna paksha) of the month of Pausha (December – January). Now please be merciful to me and explain the details of the Ekadasi that occurs in the light fortnight (Shukla or Gaura paksha) of this month. What is its name, and what Deity is to be worshiped on that sacred day? Oh Purushottama, Oh Hrishikesha, please also tell me how You can be pleased on this day?

Lord Sri Krishna replied, “Oh saintly king, for the benefit of all humanity I shall now tell you how to observe fasting on the Pausha-shukla Ekadasi. As previously explained, everyone should observe the rules and regulations of the Ekadasi vrata, to the very best of their ability. This injunction also applies to the Ekadasi named Putrada, which destroys all sins and elevates one to the spiritual abode. The Supreme Personality of Godhead Sri Narayana, the original personality, is the worshipable Deity of the Ekadasi, and for His faithful devotees He happily fulfills all desires and awards full perfection. Thus among all the animate and inanimate beings in the three worlds, there is no better personality than Lord Narayana.

“Oh King, now I shall narrate to you the history of Putrada Ekadasi, which removes all kinds of sins and makes one famous and learned. There was once a kingdom named Bhadravati, which was ruled by King Suketuman. His queen was the famous Shaibya. Because he had no son, he spent a long time in anxiety, thinking, ‘If I have no son, who will carry on my dynasty?’ In this way the king meditated in a religious attitude for a very long time, thinking, ‘Where should I go? What should I do? How can I get a pious son (putra)?

“In this way King Suketuman could find no happiness anywhere in his kingdom, even in his own palace, and soon he was spending more and more time inside his wife’s palace, gloomily thinking only of how he could get a son. Thus both King Suketuman and Queen Shaibya were in great distress. Even when they offered tarpana (oblations of water to their forefathers), their mutual misery made them think that it was as undrinkable as boiling water. They thus thought they would have no descendants to offer tarpana to them when they died and would become lost souls (ghosts).

“The king and queen were especially upset to learn that their forefathers were worried that soon there would be no one to offer them tarpana also. After learning of their forefather’s unhappiness, the king and queen became more and more miserable, and neither ministers, nor friends, nor even loved ones could cheer them up. To the king, his elephants and horses and infantry were no solace, and at last he became practically inert and helpless.

“The king thought to himself, ‘It is said that without a son, marriage is wasted. Indeed, for a family man with no son, both his heart and his splendid house remain vacant and miserable. Bereft of a son, a man cannot liquidate the debts that he owes his forefathers, the demigods (devas) and to other human beings. Therefore every married man should endeavor to beget a son; thus he will become famous within this world and at last attain the auspicious celestial realms. A son is proof of the pious activities a man performed in his past one hundred lifetimes, and such a person achieves a long duration of life in this world, along with good health and great wealth. Possessing sons and grandsons in this lifetime proves that one has worshiped Lord Vishnu, the Supreme Personality of Godhead, in the past. The great blessing of sons, wealth, and sharp intelligence can be achieved only by worshiping the Supreme Lord, Sri Krishna. That is my opinion.’

“Thinking thus, the king had no peace. He remained in anxiety day and night, from morning to evening, and from the time he lay down to sleep at night until the sun rose in the morning, his dreams were equally full of great anxiety. Suffering such constant anxiety and apprehension, King Suketuman decided to end his misery by committing suicide. But he realized that suicide throws a person into hellish conditions of rebirth, and so he abandoned that idea. Seeing that he was gradually destroying himself by his all-consuming anxiety over the lack of a son, the king at last mounted his horse and left for the dense forest alone. No one, not even the priests and brahmins of the palace, knew where he had gone.

“In that forest, which was filled with deer and birds and other animals, King Suketuman wandered aimlessly, noting all the different kinds of trees and shrubs, such as the fig, bel fruit, date palm, jackfruit, bakula, saptaparna, tinduka, and tilaka, as well as the shala, tala, tamala, sarala, hingota, arjuna, labhera, baheda, sallaki, karonda, patala, khaira, shaka and palasha trees. All were beautifully decorated with fruits and flowers. He saw deer, tigers, wild boar, lions, monkeys, snakes, huge bull elephants, cow elephants with their calves, and four-tusked elephants with their mates close by. There were cows, jackals, rabbits, leopards, and hippopotamuses. Beholding all these animals accompanied by their mates and offspring, the king remembered his own menagerie, especially his palace elephants, and became so sad that he absent mindedly wandered into their very midst.

“Suddenly the king heard a jackal howl in the distance. Startled, he began wandering about, looking around in all directions. Soon it was midday, and the king started to tire. He was tormented by hunger and thirst also. He thought, ‘What sinful deed could I possibly have done so that I am now forced to suffer like this, with my throat parched and burning, and my stomach empty and rumbling? I have pleased the devas (demigods) with numerous fire sacrifices and abundant devotional worship. I have given many gifts and delicious sweets in charity to all the worthy brahmins too. And I have taken care of my subjects as though they were my very own children. Why then am I suffering so? What unknown sins have come to bear fruit and torment me in this dreadful way?’

“Absorbed in these thoughts, King Suketuman struggled forward, and eventually, due to his pious credits, he came upon a beautiful lotus bearing pond that resembled the famous Lake Manasarova. It was filled with aquatics, including crocodiles and many varieties of fish, and graced with varieties of lilies and lotuses. The beautiful lotuses had opened to the Sun, and swans, cranes and ducks swam happily in its waters. Nearby were many attractive ashramas where there resided many saints and sages who could fulfill the desires of anyone. Indeed, they wished everyone well. When the king saw all this, his right arm and right eye began to quiver, a sakuna sign (for a male) that something auspicious was about to happen.

“As the king dismounted his horse and stood before the sages, who sat on the shore of the pond, he saw that they were chanting the holy names of God on japa beads. The king paid his obeisances and, joining his palms, addressed them with glorified praises. Observing the respect the king offered them, the sages said, ‘We are very pleased with you, Oh king. Kindly tell us why you have come here. What is on your mind? Please inform us what is your heart’s desire.’

“The king replied, ‘Oh great sages, who are you? What are your names, surely your presence reveals that you are auspicious saints? Why have you come to this beautiful place? Please tell me everything.’ “The sages replied, ‘Oh king, we are known as the ten Vishvadevas (the sons of Vishva: Vasu, Satya, Kratu, Daksha, Kala, Kama, Dhriti, Pururava, Madrava and Kuru). We have come here to this very lively pond to bathe. The month of Magha (Madhava mas) will soon be here in five days (from the Magh nakshatra), and today is the famous Putrada Ekadasi. One who desires a son should strictly observe this particular Ekadasi.’

“The king said, ‘I have tried so hard to have son. If you great sages are pleased with me, kindly grant me the boon of having a good son.’ ‘The very meaning of Putrada,’ the sages replied, ‘is “giver of a putra, pious son.” So please observe a complete fast on this Ekadasi day. If you do so, then by our blessing and by the mercy of Lord Sri Keshava invested in us – surely you will obtain a son.’

“On the advice of the Vishvadevas, the king observed the auspicious fast day of Putrada Ekadasi according to the established rules and regulations, and on the Dvadasi, after breaking his fast, he paid obeisances again and again to all of them.

“Soon after Suketuman returned to his palace and united with his queen. Queen Shaibya immediately became pregnant, and exactly as the Vishvadevas had predicted, a bright-faced, beautiful son was born to them. In due course of time, he became famous as a heroic prince, and the king gladly pleased his noble son by making him his successor. The son of Suketuman took care of his subjects very conscientiously, just as if they were his own children.

“In conclusion, Oh Yudhisthira, one who wishes to fulfill his desires should strictly observe Putrada Ekadasi. While on this planet, one who strictly observes this Ekadasi will surely obtain a son, and after death he will achieve liberation. Anyone who even reads or hears the glories of Putrada Ekadasi obtains the merit earned by performing a horse sacrifice. It is to benefit all humanity that I have explained all this to you.”

Thus ends the narration of the glories of Pausha-shukla Ekadasi, or Putrada Ekadasi, from the Bhavishya Purana of Veda Vyasadeva.

This article has been used courtesy of ISKCON Desire Tree

 


 

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ISKCON Manila’s Holiday Harinam
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December 23, 2022 Devotees took to the streets of Manila on Christmas day to perform harinam, a traditional form of devotional chanting and singing. This event, which is organized by ISKCON Sri Sri Radha Madhava Mandir- Manila Philippines, drew a large crowd of both participants and spectators, as devotees sang and danced their way through […]

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Food for All in Ukraine for Christmas
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By Parasuram das We left London on the evening of the 22nd of December and just avoided the border patrol strike the following day. Driving took us through France, Belgium, Holland, Germany, Poland and finally on Christmas Day we crossed into Ukraine and arrived at our Lviv kitchen. Crossing the border on Christmas Day was
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Can the Sankirtana movement be stopped by material calamities?
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Can the Sankirtana movement be stopped by material calamities?
Srila Prabhupada: “You have asked about whether nuclear devastation on this planet would effect the Sankirtana Movement. No, there is nothing that can stop the Sankirtana Movement because it is the will of God Himself, Lord Caitanya, that His Holy Name be heard in every town and village. Neither can the demons devastate this planet independent of the will of Krsna. Nothing happens without His sanction. If Krsna wants to kill someone no one can save Him, and if Krsna wants to save someone no one can kill him.


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Schwarzenegger and Hare Krishna.
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Schwarzenegger and Hare Krishna.
Sabhapati das ACBSP: I​ met with​ Arnie in Melbourne in​ 1974. ​I​ was​ standing as a devotee for​ the​ Australian​ Federal​ elections. (Inspired by​ Balavanta’s program in​ the​ USA)​
I​ received a lot​ of​ TV​ coverage. Arnie saw​ the​ TV​ news​ report.​ At​ this​ time​ he​ had just won the title of Mr. Universe for the third or fourth time. ​That happened before​ his​ movie career.​ He phoned the​ next​ day. ​He​ was​ after​ his​ own​ press coverage​ and suggested that​ we​ team​ up​ and​ get​ some​ joint​ publicity. ​At​ that​ time​ he​ had​ no​ management​ and​ no​ PR man.​ He​ was​ his​ own​ PR​ man.


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