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Madhava, the kirtan singer, meets Madhava the ox. |
In this podcast Tulasi Harison sings one bhajan and two kirtans. The first, Jaya Radha Madhava is a lovely little bhajan (hymn) meditating on Vrindavan, the birth place of Krishna, and remembering all the places associated with spiritual relationships of love.
The second is Sri Krishna Chaitanya a short mantra very popular in Bengal, and the third is Govinda Jaya Jaya, a song which originated in the Radha Raman temple some hundreds of years ago.
We are very thankful to Tulasi for leading us in kirtan so often in Oxford.
In this podcast Tulasi Harison sings one bhajan and two kirtans. The first, Jaya Radha Madhava is a lovely little bhajan (hymn) meditating on Vrindavan, the birth place of Krishna, and remembering all the places associated with spiritual relationships of love.
The second is Sri Krishna Chaitanya a short mantra very popular in Bengal, and the third is Govinda Jaya Jaya, a song which originated in the Radha Raman temple some hundreds of years ago.
We are very thankful to Tulasi for leading us in kirtan so often in Oxford.
In this podcast Tulasi Harison sings one bhajan and two kirtans. The first, Jaya Radha Madhava is a lovely little bhajan (hymn) meditating on Vrindavan, the birth place of Krishna, and remembering all the places associated with spiritual relationships of love.
The second is Sri Krishna Chaitanya a short mantra very popular in Bengal, and the third is Govinda Jaya Jaya, a song which originated in the Radha Raman temple some hundreds of years ago.
We are very thankful to Tulasi for leading us in kirtan so often in Oxford.
Vaisnava Stories: Mark and Nikki
Mark
How I Came To Krsna
It is difficult to pinpoint the time when I first heard about Krsna, and it was most likely a series of small and unrelated events and realisations and that eventually brought me to the Soho Street temple in the early 1980′s.
Growing up through the Sixties and Seventies, like a lot of my peers, we found that the fashions and music of the time introduced us to an influx of cultural and spiritual diversity that enlivened the atmosphere and offered a real alternative to the seemingly grey way of life we were being offered by the establishment.
I always knew deep inside that I needed an alternative path to the one I was being conditioned to accept, although I didn’t know what this was. I studied various philosophies (particularly the ones that were coming from the east, as they attracted me the most) and particularly enjoyed Hatha Yoga. I didn’t really have a desire to know God: Christianity and going to church didn’t attract me at all. I had come to the conclusion that there probably was no God, as all I could see was suffering and I couldn’t understand how a being that apparently loved us could sit back and watch his children suffer, so I rejected him.
It was around this time that the small and seemingly unrelated events happened, just tiny mishaps really, but they gave me realisations that I wasn’t in control, as nothing I seemed to do went as planned; this led me to start thinking that there was perhaps a power controlling things.
Looking back, it seems I just wanted to enjoy altered states of consciousness, and being able to achieve those states naturally (without substances) appealed to me. Mostly the eastern mystical processes seemed to offer the chance to coming to those states of being, and I studied Buddhism and read a lot material by various philosophers and writers including, Krishnamurti, Carlos Castenada and even Lobsang Rampa I remember.
A close friend gave me a copy of Srila Prabhupada’s Bhagavad Gita around 1980. I read some if it and couldn’t understand it at all. It meant nothing to me, but I liked the pictures.
At this time I was still a meat eater, although I did have a desire to become a vegetarian, (I had been uncomfortable with eating meat for some years) and in a conversation with the same friend who gave me the Gita one evening, he convinced me to stop being a Hypocrite and I have never eaten meat since. At this time I picked up the Bhagavad Gita again and it made perfect sense: I understood it as I couldn’t when I had been eating meat. It seemed that the very act of giving up this dreadful activity had wiped away the dirt from my mind in one swift stroke, that had previously had prevented me from understanding Krsna’s message.
My friend then invited me to go with him to “The most beautiful place in London”, and I found myself in the Radha Krsna Temple in Soho Street one day. The temple room was full and everyone was listening to a class given by Jaytirtha Swami, and after this a few of us were asked upstairs for private darshan with him, and I remember being very impressed, and convinced that this was the path I wanted to follow.
From that point onwards things moved swiftly and before long we had a Namma Hatta group running and I was also working in Govinda’s restaurant full time. This was during the mid 80′s (an unsettled time for ISKCON), and events both in my spiritual and personal life made me retreat back into the material realm.
How I came back to Krsna is due to my partner Nikki who has always encouraged and reminded me of Krsna. I can’t thank her enough for bringing me back to the place I was back in the 80′s, and I can testify that what we do in Krsna conciousness is never lost and really am aware that I have picked up where I left off.
Nikki
How Krsna found me!
As a child I went to a VERY Christian school, we had 45 minutes ’praise time’ before school each day, it was supposed to be a good school but something that struck me was how judgemental everyone was, The Head mistress was having an affair with the Maths teacher and although as a child I did not really understand this, something felt very wrong..I assumed they were ‘Religious freaks’ and decided God was not for me. At the Age of 13 I was assaulted by several men and although horrific it just left me with a numb feeling.. I was thrown out of the Religious school because I apparently caused a ‘disturbance to other pupils’. This was as far as I was concerned the end of so-called God. I mean… what sort of God would allow this to happen to me?
In the Early 90′s I was a leather clad biker chick … with a Harley Davidson, bottle of ale constantly in my hand! I was into Rock Music and experimenting in drugs. My husband was a biker too and the relationship suffered as a symptom of our wild lifestyle!
In 1991 I was 21 and I developed an interest in Reincarnation, I bought several books on it .. Then someone placed a book in my hand called COMING BACK. It was very enlightening and understanding the laws of Karma helped me understand that what had happened to me as a child was due to past actions … it was like a weight off my shoulders …
Then I met Mark. He was a devotee that had fallen away from ISKCON due to some bad experiences . We both started attending Sanga meetings and the Rathayatra in London in 1992. Our Love for Krsna made us very close… but we were both married to other people who were very UN-KRSNA CONSCIOUS. It was an impossible situation. I understood that my biker lifestyle was not what I wanted and although I cared for my husband dearly it was very destructive, and I’d secretly fallen in love with Mark and the effect he had on me. It was hard but I left my husband. But Mark could not leave his wife so we parted company. I was heartbroken!
Over the next few years my interest in Krsna faded and I was back into bikes, booze and drugs. I would see Mark around and always ask about Krsna. He seemed to have lost his passion for Krsna too. I was filled with sadness when we saw each other. We’d lost what seemed like an eternal love and replaced it with … well I’m not really sure what had filled the space, but it wasn’t good.
I unhappily remarried and every aspect of Krsna had it seemed disappeared from my life. I put on lots of weight and even started to eat meat, as I was assured the Atkins Diet would shed the pounds!!!… Then in 2008 I was drinking heavily, overeating, partying hard and my body was suffering. I had a TIA Stroke. Everything ground to a halt. I laid in that hospital bed alone and decided things had to change.
When I returned home I was a changed woman. I couldn’t drink alcohol, and I saw eating meat as murder again; started Yoga again. I dusted off my picture of Krsna and put it pride of place in my front room. My husband was very negative and degraded Krsna and me and would not allow me to have my picture out. What was I to do? He liked the party girl and I was no longer that girl. I started chanting again, and purchased a copy of the Gita. It felt like I was purifying my life, then each day my husband would return home from work and the purity would vanish. I closed my eyes and longed for the days with Mark and the enlightenment that came with him.
I felt depressed and decided to see a hypnotherapy physiotherapist. She told me that all the time I had this love for Mark I would not be happy with my husband. After a few sessions I did the letter writing exercise. I wrote a letter out to Mark explaining how I felt about Krsna and him: it was supposed to help me release my emotions and was never supposed to be sent. In a moment of what I thought was weakness I sent it!
Well… Mark got in touch and we spoke about Krsna again. It felt like we had never been apart. We both realised it was essential that Krsna was in our lives. As a result, we both left our partners: it was a hard painful time, but my ex-husband and his ex-wife are both very happy without us now.
We now have the freedom to embrace Krsna Consciousness and I happily support Mark in every way possible. We are aspiring for initiation and Mark holds a Gita class every Friday. We have been truly blessed and are due to marry in the Temple soon. Sounds silly, but I feel reborn!
It has been a tough journey but now I am here I know that I would not swap this for anything on earth. I realise I am learning every day and am humbled every day that Krsna found us worthy of a second chance.
Mark and Nikki were married at Bhaktivedanta Manor on 1st July 2011!
Happy Anniversary Mark and Nikki!!
There is a battle of two wolves inside us all.
One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, lies, inferiority, and ego.
The other is good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, and truth.
The wolf that wins? The one you feed.
If you become conscious of Me, you will pass over all the obstacles of conditioned life by My grace. If, however, you do not work in such consciousness but act through false ego, not hearing Me, you will be lost. (Chapter 18, Verse 58)
The false ego ... which is like a reflection of our true consciousness within matter, is the covering over the soul first supplied by material nature and is the juncture between our spiritual identity and our material existence. Any ego-identity in which we imagine ourselves the central figure is acceptable to our perverse consciousness.
Thus the soul, constitutionally Krsna's eternal servant -- full of bliss, knowledge, and eternity -- becomes attracted to the material atmosphere and conditioned by it. He is then strictly controlled by the modes of material nature and experiences the self as if it were made of temporary matter.The juncture between our false ego and real ego is the juncture between how selfish and selfless we are in our everyday lives, both materially and spiritually. One way to see this is in relation to how we react to people's suffering. When someone suffers, do we feed the dog of our false ego by taking pleasure at their suffering, especially if it is relation to some competitive aspect of our lives, like our career, or do we feed the dog of our true ego by taking their suffering into our own heart, and feeling it as if we were the one suffering. Do we respond with compassion or contempt? Do we step on them further or do we do what we humbly can to uplift them?
There is a battle of two wolves inside us all.
One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, lies, inferiority, and ego.
The other is good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, and truth.
The wolf that wins? The one you feed.
If you become conscious of Me, you will pass over all the obstacles of conditioned life by My grace. If, however, you do not work in such consciousness but act through false ego, not hearing Me, you will be lost. (Chapter 18, Verse 58)
The false ego ... which is like a reflection of our true consciousness within matter, is the covering over the soul first supplied by material nature and is the juncture between our spiritual identity and our material existence. Any ego-identity in which we imagine ourselves the central figure is acceptable to our perverse consciousness.
Thus the soul, constitutionally Krsna's eternal servant -- full of bliss, knowledge, and eternity -- becomes attracted to the material atmosphere and conditioned by it. He is then strictly controlled by the modes of material nature and experiences the self as if it were made of temporary matter.The juncture between our false ego and real ego is the juncture between how selfish and selfless we are in our everyday lives, both materially and spiritually. One way to see this is in relation to how we react to people's suffering. When someone suffers, do we feed the dog of our false ego by taking pleasure at their suffering, especially if it is relation to some competitive aspect of our lives, like our career, or do we feed the dog of our true ego by taking their suffering into our own heart, and feeling it as if we were the one suffering. Do we respond with compassion or contempt? Do we step on them further or do we do what we humbly can to uplift them?
It has been suggested, assumed, that I lost faith because of having committed offenses, but I don’t buy it. I feel that I was sincere and dedicated enough and with sufficient integrity to warrant spiritual protection if Krsna was real.
I remember in or about March 2005, I was elected to the community board at Gita-Nagari, but I did not seek the position and was afraid of the unavoidable offenses that would come with it. I went before Sri Sri Radha Damodara and prayed for Their protection and guidance, and eventually left feeling I should accept the duty and accepting that my qualifications were good.
Then a few weeks later, I happened to see a complaint lodged from a person in Puerto Rico about a devotee whom in a few more weeks arrived in my community, although I did not immediately realize that they were the same person.
This Vakresvara Pandit Das, I had never met him before but respected him as the fine devotee I assumed him to be, until one day I saw him with a group of kids burning all the woods undergrowth between the Gita-Nagari temple and cow pastures. My wife and children and I cried in horror as we loved that woods and were afraid of anyone breathing poison ivy smoke. I had thought Vakresvara had been talking about removing garbage when he said he would clean up the forest.
The CPO (I was in touch with Tamohara Das, gbc) would not provide any detail of Vakresvara’s record, but I obtained a verified copy of ISKCON’s Official Decision finding him guilty of child molestation, and confirmed that he had been and remained in contempt of the rectification plan it required for him to step foot on ISKCON property.
I followed the best etiquette I knew and took painstaking efforts to address my concerns discretely and with no progress whatsoever until Bhakti-Tirtha Swami passed away. That night I had an inadvertent confrontation causing me to believe Vakresvara Pandit Das was a thug wearing tilak. Anuttama (gbc) ordered him to extinguish the huge fires he had created with his forest clearing boys, but I went out to do it since he was neglecting it, and I was afraid he would punch me then when I verbally offered my obeisances he scornfully rejected it.
The next day I saw my guru and he agreed that I should continue to investigate and pursue a satisfactory resolution. I soon realized that no one in the community would talk to me about it. I was told Radhanatha Swami would only agree to meet with my wife but not me, and then left town when we said we were not comfortable with that arrangement.
Thoroughly frustrated, I inquired on the BT Swami email group whether anyone knew what were his views on the subject, and they responded with condemnation of me in various ways. Secret board meetings were held to devise a way to impeach me from the board, and several brahmanas lied to me to conceal them before giving me papers to sign over my conscience to them, which I did not. My guru,Bhaktimarga Swami lied to me about his involvement with this exposed conspiracy, and broke his promise to arrange a mediator.
I could find no spiritual shelter and plunged onto severe depression gore nearly two years, hanging on just to maintain my family.
Then I cracked, and assumed fault for everything and begged forgiveness to be with devotees again. However nobody apologized for how they treated me. I failed at regaining confidence in my guru and became interested in the rtvik view but found that frustrating as well.
I prayed so much and shed so many tears begging for Krsna’s mercy, until it occurred to me that as an aspiring devotee I was perplexed, but if God were a delusion then all this would make perfect sense. It’s been about two years since that idea set in, which makes it seem that all my bhakti practice was pointless.
Lastly, I learned last year that ISKCON Law requires the authorities (gbc tp) to notify and poll for approval from householders in the community when a past child abuser wants to stay at a temple. So I was acting on behalf of a molested (former) child to uphold an ISKCON law that I did not know of, while the authorities were violating that law. How could I be judged as the offender in this?
I never suspected I would feel this way, now after fifteen years of doing my best and trying really hard to live for pleasing Srila Prabhupada by participating in and promoting his movement. I was greatly inspired by a vision of Krsna that originally caused me to seek out devotees as purported to exist in the Bhagavad-gita As It Is that I bought used from a new-age bookstore I happened into while getting ready to go hide in a forest to mediate to the end.
I accepted this vision with enough faith to keep a clean shaved head with conspicuous sikha and tilak for several years, chanting about 55,000 rounds, growing and worshipping Tulasi at my home for ten years, but after so much effort I have given, the apparent nonexistence of Krsna frustrates my urge to rapidly and forcefully punch His lotus face. I could gripe and cite a seemingly endless narration of corruption and abuse, but my perspective is just one of many already out there. I suspect that it could be fun to do some choice search engine counts, but not right now. Right now the kindest thing I can think of to day is that He probably doesn’t exist except as formed in each mind infected with this painful thought-virus. Either that or I cannot understand Krsna’s cruelty that has me finding the opposite of the love I exhaustively tried to grow for Him.
Question by a lesbian devotee in a monogamous relationship who wants to have her own child: I want to raise my own child and not adopt. The only literature I have read on the topic of gay parenting is academic psychology articles and journals. I am a masters level student in clinical mental health counseling, and have done research and learned in my classes that when two parents of the same sex raise a child together there are no correlated sexual dysfunction issues or psychiatric issues. Oddly enough, in fact, a few studies that followed children of lesbian parents actually found that the children fared better than those that had straight parents. What is your opinion?
Answer by Srila Hridayananda das Goswami:
Here are a few thoughts:
The desire to bear one’s own child is natural. As far as possible, we try to transcend our human desires, but there are some human needs so deeply rooted in our hearts that ignoring them may cause more harm than good to our spiritual life. Prabhupada always taught us that Krishna consciousness is a gradual process and we often gradually transcend our human needs by engaging them in Krishna consciousness. So if you are dedicated to raising a Krishna conscious child, then you are spiritualizing your human need to raise a child.
ISKCON is a large, global society, and inevitably we find liberals, conservatives, moderates and everything in between. I sometimes say that ISKCON is simply “the world with Krishna.” So whatever our position may be on worldly issues, we must humbly accept that some devotees will disagree, and others will support us.
Your specific issue, raising a child within a lesbian household, is definitely not a fundamental Vedic issue and therefore the scriptures do not specifically address it. Precisely because it is an issue of detail, not basic principle, there will inevitably be different opinions about it. However the basic principle that guides us in such ambiguous or ambivalent areas is that we should do what is best for our own Krishna consciousness and for the Krishna consciousness of the world. So if you are confident that you will be a Krishna conscious mother and help an innocent soul on the path to Krishna, then I would personally support you on this.
With best wishes,
Hridayananda das Goswami
I crack my face from the computer screen;
endless numbers and colours
and impressions of others’ lives.
Noise,
I am drunk on noise.
I have drunk so much noise that it flows from my ears and eyes.
Now change the view:
fields at 7pm.
I don’t care if it’s a cliche to admire this
golden hour,
somewhere between night and day.
Today it has rained so much that even the soft light is washed clean,
piercing shadow.
My eyes ache, refocus on distant points,
sheafs of cloud, brilliant white and thunder blue.
The grass shivers as the sun slips lower,
flowers close.
There is so much movement even in this stillness -
striped snails navigate the paths with cautious grace,
one magpie dives like a playing card tossed through the air,
I can feel again,
I can drink this forever -
the wet pavements covered in spatters of orange
and pink, from the flowering trees,
the sound of your name spoken softly all the while.