New Vrindaban Board Discusses Many Positive Projects and Challenges Ahead
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Board members and residents visit Vrindaville, a new development of 1-4 acre land plots that devotees can purchase for building homes.   The semi-annual joint board meetings with ECO-Vrindaban, ISKCON New Vrindaban, and the Village Council took place on October 21-23rd. Members met in multiple sessions to discuss the achievements of 2022 and speak about […]

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ISKCON Communications Conference on Unity in Diversity
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The Third ISKCON Communications Global Online Conference was held on Saturday November 5th 2022 on the topic of Unity In Diversity. Her Grace Vishakha Devis Dasi, president of the Bhaktivedanta Manor and renowned author/film-maker, highlighted the various approaches Srila Prabhupada used in resolving differences amongst his disciples as he navigated the unprecedented growth of ISKCON […]

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Sri Nimbarkacharya Appearance
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Shri Nimbarka Acharya comes in the line of the Kumara Sampradaya and is believed to have lived around the 11th and 12th centuries. Born in the modern Murgarapattam in the southern Dravidian province, he was the son of Aruni and Jayanti, a very pious brahman a couple of the Tailanga order.

 He was a great ascetic of the Tridandi order. He wrote many books according to the Dvaitadvaitavada and he lived most of his devotional life at a place called Nimbagrama near Govardhana at Vrindavana.

While at Nimbagrama, he defeated a great Jain pandit in a discussion. The Jain had refused to dine with him saying that the Sun had already set and so he would not take any food. At this, Nimbarka by his own potency made the sun appear from a Nimba tree and the astonished Jain accepted his hospitality. It is said that his name Nimbarka or Nimbaditya has been derived from this miracle of Aditya or Arka meaning sun from a nimba tree.

Once in a village near the forest of Bilva Paksha, a group of brahmanas came to engage in the worship of Lord Shiva. Just as Lord Vishnu is very much pleased when He is offered the leaves of His most beloved Tulasi, so Lord Shiva is pleased by offerings of leaves from the bilva or bael tree. Thus the brahmanas worshipped Lord Shiva by offering bilva leaves, for a period of one fortnight and satisfied Lord Shiva greatly.

Amongst those brahmanas was one whose name was Nimbarka. He had been particularly attentive in his worship of Lord Shiva. Being especially pleased with Nimbarka’s devotion, Lord Shiva personally appeared to him.

“Nimbarka,” said Lord Shiva, “at the edge of this village is a sacred bael forest. There, in that forest, the four Kumaras are absorbed in meditation. By their mercy you will receive transcendental knowledge, for they are your spiritual masters, and by rendering service unto them you will receive all that is of value.” After saying this Lord Shiva disappeared. 

Nimbarka immediately went to that place and with great determination he searched for the four Kumaras in every direction, until he finally found them, shining as brilliantly as the sun. They were seated on a very beautiful natural platform beneath a tree and they appeared like fire blazing on an altar. They were all very young, seeming to be no more than five years in age, but they appeared most noble in character as they sat there naked, rapt in meditation. Nimbarka was so excited that he cried out, “Hare Krishna!”

This sudden sound startled the four brothers, breaking their meditation. Opening their eyes, they saw before them the blissful form of an ideal Devotee, and with great pleasure they embraced Nimbarka, one after another.

“Who are you,” they asked, “and why have you come here? We are certainly ready to answer all your prayers.”

Nimbarka fell at the feet of the four brothers like a rod, and with great humility he introduced himself.

 With a sweet smile on his face Sanat Kumara then said, “The all-merciful Supreme Personality of Godhead, knowing that Kali-yuga will be extremely troublesome for the living entities, resolved to proagate devotional service to Himself. With this goal in mind, He has empowered four personalities with devotion and sent them into this world to preach.

Ramanuja, Madhva, and Vishnuswami are three and you are the fourth of these great souls. Lakshmi accepted Ramanuja as a disciple, Brahma accepted Madhva, Rudra accepted Vishnuswami and meeting you today we have the good fortune of being able to instruct you. This is our intention.

Previously we were engaged in meditating on the impersonal Brahman, but by the causeless mercy of Lord Vishnu, we have been relieved of this sinful activity. Since I have realised that it is essential to preach pure devotional service, I have composed a literary work entitled Sanat Kumara Samhita. After taking initiation from me, you should follow the instructions I have set forth therein.”

Nimbarka was greatly enlivened at the prospect of taking initiation and he immediately ran to take bath in the Ganges. After this he quickly returned and prostrated himself once more before the effulgent brothers.

“O deliverers of the fallen,” said Nimbarka, in all humility, “please deliver this low-born rascal.”

The four Kumaras gave him the Radha-Krishna mantra and instructed him in the method of worshipping Radha and Krishna with the sentiments of great love called Bhava Marga.

In that sacred bael forest Nimbarka began to worship Shri Shri Radha Krishna according to the Sanat Kumara Samhita and he chanted the mantra they had given him. Very soon Radha and Krishna revealed Themselves to Nimbarka. They stood before him, spreading an effulgence which illuminated all directions. In sweet voices They addressed him thus: “Nimbarka, you are very fortunate, for you have performed Sadhana in Shri Navadwipa. We both combine, and assume one form, as the son of Sachidevi.” At that moment Radha and Krishna combined and displayed Their form of Gauranga.

Beholding this splendid vision, Nimbarka began to tremble. “Never,” he said, “Never have I ever seen or heard of such a form at any time.”

Lord Gauranga then said, “Keep this form, which I now show you, a secret for the time being. Just preach about devotional service and the pastimes of Radha and Krishna, for I gain great satisfaction from this. When I make My appearance and perform My education pastimes, you will also appear.

Taking birth in Kashmir as a great pandit, you will tour all over India defeating all opposition. Your reputation and learning will be celebrated everywhere and you will be known as Keshava Kashmiri. Whilst wandering in Shri Navadwipa you will come to Shri Mayapur. Simply by hearing your name all the great pandits of Navadwipa will flee.

Intoxicated with scholastic pride, I will take great pleasure in defeating you. However, by the mercy of Mother Saraswati, the goddess of learning, you will realize My true identity. Giving up your false pride, you will take shelter of Me and I will reward you with the supreme gift of loving devotional service and will again despatch you to preach. Thus you can satisfy Me by preaching the philosophy of dvaita-advaita.

Keep My identity a secret. In the future when I begin My sankirtan movement, I will personally preach, taking the essence of your philosophy and the philosophies of Madhva, Ramanuja and Vishnuswami.”

After instructing Nimbarka in this way, Lord Gauranga disappeared, and filled with intense ecstacy, Nimbarka began to shed tears of love. After worshipping the lotus feet of his gurus and taking their permission, he left Shri Navadwipa to begin his preaching mission.

   (Source: Shri Navawipa-dham mahatmya) 

From a Drum ‘n’ Bass MC to a celibate monk (video)
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Gurudas, a Hare Krishna monk from Leicester gives an extraordinary insight into how he went from being a Drum ‘n’ Bass MC to a celibate monk. After years on the gritty, buzzy urban music scene, Gurudas became inspired by spirituality. In this live interview, Gurudas shares his perspectives on today's issues and gives an honest and insightful account of his spiritual journey.


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Unity in Diversity
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By Visakha Dasi

When dissimilar individuals or concepts are harmonised, it’s called ‘unity in diversity.’ Such unity isn’t based on mere tolerance of psychological, personal, or ideological differences but is based on an understanding that differences are natural and can enrich us. Discovering how we’re united despite our differences can make us more fulfilled, broader devotees of Krishna. This sort of unity doesn’t mean uniformity and this sort of diversity doesn’t mean fragmentation. In Srila Prabhupada words, “In the material world there are varieties, but there is no agreement. In the spiritual world there are varieties, but there is agreement. That is the difference. Continue reading "Unity in Diversity
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Unity in Diversity
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Image: ISKCON Dallas, 2019 (ISKCON News Archives)   We would especially like to hear from you about Unity in Diversity in terms of your experiences and understanding of Srila Prabhupada. Perhaps how you heard him talk about this, or how he put it into practice.    Srila Prabhupada Evokes Unity in Diversity When dissimilar individuals […]

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UPDATED: Ukraine Update with Niranjana Swami 2022-11-05
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On November 5th, 2022 a one-hour special conversation with Niranjana Swami, ISKCON Governing Body Commissioner, took place to learn about the current status of Hare Krishna devotees in Ukraine, the challenges they face, and how we can help. Maharaj shared many of the stories and the plight of the Ukrainian devotees. The situation in Ukraine […]

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Wednesday, November 02, 2022
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Trinity Bellwoods Park, Toronto

Looking After Each Other

At our weekly leaders meeting we always open up with a reading over Zoom. Today, it was my turn to read. I chose a passage from a letter our guru, Prabhupada, wrote in 1974 to his student/disciple, Sukadev, regarding devotee care. This is the heart of the letter, dated April 5th:

“First of all, there is no question of a devotee being ostracized because he has become ill, nor do I think this is being widely practiced. Who has been ostracized? One of the symptoms of a devotee is that he is kind, so if our Godbrother becomes ill, it is our duty to help him get the proper medicine and treatment so that he can recover. Recently, our Giriraja became chronically ill in India and had to return to the U.S. for proper medical treatment. There, in our Los Angeles center, he was given his own room, and was able to recuperate comfortably, and now he has returned to his full duties in Bombay… So, there is no question of ill treating our Godbrothers simply because they are sick, nor should you allow such neglect to go on. So long we have this material body there will be sickness, but we have to remain on the transcendental platform nevertheless.” The letter does go on and I read it through to its entirety, but here I’ve kept to the essential point about looking out for each other.

On this day, I could see through the temple/ashram affairs that each resident was more or less looking out for each other and for newcomers as well. When our group went for chanting in the park everyone did so while being kind. Cecilia heard our chanting from the distance and wanted to be part of it. She gravitated to us, sat down, joined and was looked after.

May the Source be with you!


 

Tuesday, November 01, 2022
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Hidden Valley Park, Burlington

Hidden Valley

There are these hidden treasures that commuters on major highways are unaware of, as their routine command, they remain on routes of monotony. I’m referring to those tucked away pieces of paradise; waterways that cut through the terrain to reach their final destination, after a twisty journey, to massive Lake Ontario.

Myself and our group of Bhakti Academy met in Burlington, population 206,000, with Jagannatha Misra, president of ISKCON in that city, and then made our way to Hidden Valley Park along Grindstone Creek for our outing for the day. Five minutes of walking into that wooded area and we met a young man working for the parks system who was trying to get some blueprints to behave in the tossing breeze.

“Do you need some help holding those down?” I asked.

“No thanks”, said the smiling chap.

“Are you doing some work on the creek?” indicating that the city may be using some tax dollars to protect our green and natural spaces. Personally, I always feel protected when I see governments use some finance for this cause.

“Yes,” replied the worker. “We are endeavoring to check erosion and that sort of thing.”

“Good luck! Hare Krishna!”

As we moved further on, we felt the creek’s presence until we came to a lengthy boardwalk, which allowed nature lovers to transcend the swamps. The trip was all so fine. It is easy to reflect on Krishna in such sublime surroundings. We were soaking up all such great features of nature and also connecting with people (trail blazing freaks) who are just like us.

May the Source be with you!

6km




 

Monday, October 31, 2022
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Christie Pits, Toronto

The Actual Key

It’s good to be gone. It’s good to be home. In truth all places are home because wherever you make yourself comfortable in devotional service that is home. That’s easy to say because I move about mainly in a free world. What if I were stuck in a place of war like Ukraine, or in a region where there is little tolerance of our belief? What if I resided in a country of poverty, hard to get a proper meal? In such places my sadhana could easily suffer.

The actual key to a constant bhaktipractice that is likely less to shake up our endeavours is through good sangha, association. The success of our devotional activities depends on this. It is critical in the beginning stages, as well as in our developing stages and to the end.

Personally, I would not have survived if it wasn’t for five monks (brahmacharis) who took interest in my devotional life when I was an art student. And up to the present I have my amigos whom I keep in touch with.

I ventured off for a much-needed walk in a drizzly, warm evening blessed by the residents of my living quarters. I passed by people dressed in costume while on their Halloween trick-or-treat ventures. To some pedestrians I’m sure I was mistaken for being part of the masquerade. After a trek I came back being blessed again by that incredible ongoing presence of devotees. It was late – 10:30pm – but I felt sheltered when just one of those honey-roasted saints was there to greet me upon my return.

May the Source be with you!

6km


 

Sunday, October 30, 2022
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Winnipeg, Manitoba

Last Day in Winni

Winnipeg has so few hills, but since I arrived, I have been contemplating and shaping up a poem about a hill, Govardhana, which is held sacred in India, attracting people from all over the globe. The poem:

 

The Living Hill

 

The god of rain, Indra, became extremely irate

Pride is often the big part of his game

With thunder, clouds and lightning so great

He exerts this power to maintain fame

 

What incited him so was a talkative child

Who put his village on a paradigm shift

Instead of a day to honour a god so wild

The boy proposed a new direction, creating the rift

 

The boy was opposed to the poor watering this god does

That rivers, lakes, oceans already have a supply

That he’s off target which should cause one to pause

“Better to honour the green hill nearby

 

We benefit from its many grasses and plants

Food for our animals and food for us

To the hill, cows and brahmans we give thanks

With a feast and a fest with so little fuss”

 

The villagers agreed to this new concept

But the god of rain was vengeful indeed

In response to the boy’s challenging precept

Indra released his weapons with speed

 

The downpour of rain was very devastating

It came down like cold, wet pillars of pain

The cries for help were unhesitating

The boy acted swiftly with ease and no strain

 

Placing his hands at the base of the hill

And working his way under the heavy mound

He lifted it with the valour of a hero’s thrill

While under its shelter came souls from all around

 

The deluge of water lasted seven long days

Amazed and saved were inhabitants of the town

Who were spared of shameful Indra’s craze

As the boy’s incredible feat put his pride down

 

All was restored to normal for a day in the life

A jealous god was humbled, all were happy too

As well as the living hill that became so light

By the strength of the boy, Krishna, of a dark hue

 

Our story hails from five millenia past

When Krishna was offered a deserved arm massage

The volume of miracles continues to last

By Govardhan hill, which is not a mirage

-          Composed by Bhaktimarga Swami, The Walking Monk©

 

May the Source be with you!

6km



 

Saturday, October 29, 2022
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Winnipeg, Manitoba

Manitoba Mice and Men

It is that time of the year when leaves are descending, but geese are ascending and soaring to the south in their V formation. Ah, yes, V for Vishnu. Thanks for the reminder, guys. Your honking sound is well noticed by those of us making the trails in King’s Park. What splendour there is in all we see, including a woodpecker who allowed me to come so close. The Assiniboine River is humble as it is low; a notable message we are able to take in as a component to the natural splendour of God.

Much happened this day, which included a tour by Shrey at the campus of UOM.  The boys are looking at prospects for festival facilities. I also had the opportunity to see Carolin, who, years ago, had sewn a set of clothes for me out of comfortable hemp. She specializes in baking breads from ancient grains, most notably delicious scones. And while chatting with her and sharing some of my poetry, I met an old friend on his skateboard in the back of the Millennial Library. He’s half indigenous and half east Indian. He offered me a small piece of moose hide signifying a commitment to honour, respect and protect women and children and work together with other men and boys to end violence in that direction. I wore that symbol as part of a campaign for the remainder of the day (and will do so for the coming days). Indeed, questions were lodged about that piece of square fabric at our Govardhan feast.

As in my last visit to Winnipeg, I met Phil, a bhakti enthusiast and friend from forty-five years ago.  His son, Kyle, a law student, is so bright. He told me he acted as Lennie from “Of Mice and Men”. Here’s a message again, or a question: Are you a mouse or a man?

May the Source be with you!

5km





 

Friday, October 28, 2022
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Winnipeg, Manitoba

Grave Mood

I’ve been catching up with old friends, getting acquainted with new people, and with trees and with rivers both of the latter being old. Trees and waterways have been around for centuries. Rivers, for instance, change their course; somewhat like the Red and the Assiniboine. The water level is rather low. Like in many North American cities, there is a homeless factor in Winnipeg. Temporary tarp structures are the houses lined up along the city rivers for a good number of people. I never saw that dynamic in my childhood, but it is common enough now in urban developments.

When it comes to the bhakticulture in Winnipeg, I think it leads the way for establishing a program for international students in the realm of devotion. I’m impressed and I’ve spent some time with those students all of whom are rather serious about some form of sadhana, which includes chanting and organizing events of a spiritual nature.

Naturally, I spoke to the students Abhi, Kaushal, Arpan, Subham and Guru Gauranga about the good fortune they are reaping and that the credit goes to our guru, Prabhupada. We were setting the tone towards appreciation of Prabhupada on this anniversary of his passing.

We carried the same grave mood at Vrnda’s when Greg, a music teacher, Daniel, another music preceptor, Emily, a yoga teacher and Justin, just retired from the army, all heard something great about Prabhupada, who changed so many lives.

May the Source be with you!

9km



 

Thursday, October 27, 2022
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St. Vital, Manitoba

Student Homes

I spent the day visiting Krishna Bhakti students at their homes. It is inspiring to see their love and commitment to Krishna, their work, their school and their parents. I also had the pleasure to walk along Red River at St. Vital Park. Lots of geese in the pond. Since arriving in Manitoba all households that I visit, they conduct a beautiful ceremony to honour Damodara (Krishna) with ghee lamps.

We were at the dawn of our guru’s anniversary of his passing. My poem, in his honour, follows. Prabhupada ki, jaya! 

 

Reflect Reflect

 

Reflect, reflect on His Divine Grace

Mirror the values he’s put into place

Set into practice what he’s left us

Deliberate on his love, then discuss

Evermore is this our obligation

Of commitment and unbroken dedication

May we shine in his powerful glow

Like the formation of crystal soft snow

Clean and clear directions he’s given

Moving us until we’re self-driven

Let us act with the same heart

With the same vision and make it our art

-          Composed by Bhaktimarga Swami, The Walking Monk©

 

May the Source be with you!

4km


 

Wednesday, October 26, 2022
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Winnipeg, Manitoba

Busy in the Air

Last Sunday when I flew out to North Ontario, sitting next to me across the aisle was a man, possibly in his thirties, who had his sketchbook out. For that hour-and-a-half I watched from the corner of my eye seeing this guy whipping out page after page of just gorgeous designs coming out of his drawing pen. I envied him on two counts; one is that he was so damn good at what he was doing because each sketch carried a different theme; two is that he was just keeping himself busy, engaged in something productive. It was inspiring.

Now today, enroute to Winnipeg, across the way in the aisle next to me was an elderly man. He was bespeckled and had a plaid shirt and suspenders were holding up his jeans. He had that all-time farmer’s look. Well, he was busying himself at a crossword puzzle. At the top corner of the left hand page was the name “Tom Selleck,” and I was charmed that he was going about his work using his brain.

To my right was a woman who insisted on coughing practically the whole time. She was busy, for sure, with her Kleenex tissues.

I was committed from the start of the flight to work on my poetry. It had dawned on me that I write something about the recent celebration honouring Krishna’s lifting Govardhan Hill. What a unique story it is! I wanted to tell the story, get it to rhyme and add it to my repertoire.

I finally landed after, once again, an hour-and-a-half flight, and was driven to Lorette, Manitoba, to stay at Tarun’s home. I couldn’t resist taking a photo of the sun setting behind the trees.

May the Source be with you!


 

Tuesday, October 25, 2022
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Thunder Bay, Ontario

A Fall Get Together

If you live in the state of bhakti, or devotion, then every day is special but if you follow tradition in bhakti, then it’s special special. By the Vedic calendar Krishna is remembered this day and it also has something to do with a famous hill called Govardhan. You can catch some of us saying, “Happy Giri Govardhan” and celebrating this time with food, especially sweets.

I, for one, I am not big on the sweets. In fact, since I’ve been in Thunder Bay I’ve stuck to my boiled asparagus and wraps with hummus and fresh veggies. For the crowd that showed up at the center to celebrate, members of the community volunteer to cook. Usually when it comes to numbers the men do the quantitative but it is nice to see a collective effort in the preparing and packaging of a wholesome meal. There are students and working folks with their kids that came. When I spoke with attendees on the Bhagavatam in my hand, I was actually surprised that one of the food items served in the original feast five millennia ago was a prep called supa, which is a vegetable broth. In other words, “soup.”

No doubt the talk also contained philosophical content, and we didn’t only indulge in food in word or consumption. The festivity involved an arati, or offering, with lamps, song and dance. One of the members, Rajini Agarwal, won in the election the previous day as city council at large and came to expressed gratitude over the mic. Also, the mayor, who was set to come, Ken Boshcoff, didn’t quite make it but has attended our event previously with enthusiasm. Oh, and fireworks, outdoors, concluded the fest.

May the source be with you!

4 km


 

Monday, October 24, 2022
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Thunder Bay, Ontario

Fragmented Trail

I must admit that I get quite excited when I see the signage for “The Great Trail,” which flows like a ribbon throughout Canada for a length of over 20,000 km. Well, that trail runs right next to the Vedic Cultural Center, where I’m staying. My challenge is putting the dots together in terms of finding how the trail stays connected. I have just completed doing the book launch at the Mary Black Library where I told Prem that I will find my way back to the center with the hope that I could see the continuity of this path. Well, I succeeded! It’s not easy to link all the pieces together. There just isn’t enough signage.

I met Noland on the way, a young curious guy. “I don’t see monks around here very much. It’s a pleasure.” We shook hands. He mentioned that he’s trying to stay out of trouble.

“So, you mean you have been in trouble before?”

Nolan admitted to that. I invited him to our Diwali program tonight, for a spiritual experience and some blessed food. He said he would try to oblige. It turned out that he didn’t come. You can’t always get your hopes up too high, however, a fair number of people did come and I was also fortunate to keep up the biweekly Zoom call with our Gita Chat, in communication with our west coast devotees. It’s always a pleasure. As I mentioned to Nolan, “Life is great in the fast lane of spiritual life. I stepped into a monastery/ashram fifty years ago to become a monk. I never left that vocation but only put in a few walks here and there!”

May the Source be with you!

6 km