“Bigger than St Peter’s Basilica, India has a giant new icon” – an Article from The Sydney Morning Gerald
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An Article from The Sydney Morning Gerald, posted on October 23, 2025

“Men doubt what they cannot see,” an archival story from The New York Times quotes the Kolkata-born founder of the Hare Krishna movement, Bhaktivedanta Swami Srila Prabhupada, telling a group of his rapt followers in that masthead’s home city in the early 1970s.

He had come to New York from India in the hippie, trippy decade prior, founding the religion that would go on to spread worldwide, including to Australia, in 1966.

Sixty-odd years later, I am in Kalna, less than 80 kilometres north-east of the swami’s birthplace, and while I can’t see what’s alarmed our guide, there’s no doubting what’s heading our way.

It’s unmistakable: the melodic ting-ting-ting of brass manjira, the thrum of drums, the euphoric clapping and signature chanting of, “Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare; Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare.”

The rapture of Prabhupada’s followers is clearly still going strong …

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Stimulation for Ecstatic Love Part 150 – Disguises Part 18 – The Madwoman of Gokula
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This lecture continues the series on the divine pastimes of Radha and Krishna, focusing on Krishna’s playful and mischievous nature during the month of Kartik. The episode recounts a humorous and spiritually rich story where Krishna disguises himself as the son of an elder gopi, Pavati, to escape punishment for stealing butter. Through divine trickery
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1.1 Let me treasure the opportunity, even when bereft of facility
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boro-kṛpā kaile kṛṣṇa
adhamer prati

Such immense mercy have you shown,
O Krishna, upon this soul, fallen and forlorn.

My dear Lord, how stunning is the consciousness of the saints devoted to you—as seen in Srila Prabhupada, who declared that he had received immense mercy from you. Yet, to any ordinary eye, no mercy is visible. He stands alone—no followers accompanying him, none awaiting him. He has no institutional support. His material means are almost nothing—just forty rupees. The only resource he possesses—his own body—has endured two heart attacks on successive nights during his voyage.

In such dire circumstances, what does he see as your mercy, O inconceivable Lord? Simply the fact that he has reached America after that perilous journey. He now has a chance to fulfill his spiritual master’s instruction—to share bhakti with the Western world. Though he has no facility to carry out that mission, he is profoundly grateful that he has, at least, the opportunity.

O Lord Almighty, a heart devoted to you sees beyond the circumstantial to the transcendental—from scarcity to sanctity, from trial to trust. Help me focus on what you have done, not on what you have not yet done—or what may seem to have been undone by you. Inspired by your pure devotee’s vision, bless me, during my moments of test, to manifest even a fraction of such devotional appreciation—focusing on what I have, not on what I lack.

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Sri Gopastami
Giriraj Swami

Today is Gopastami, the day on which Krishna and Balarama and other boys Their age, who previously had tended the calves, were given charge of the cows. This event is described in Srimad-Bhagavatam (10.15.1):

tatas ca pauganda-vayah-sritau vraje
  babhuvatus tau pasu-pala-sammatau
gas carayantau sakhibhih samam padair
  vrndavanam punyam ativa cakratuh

“When Lord Rama and Lord Krsna attained the age of pauganda [six to ten] while living in Vrndavana, the cowherd men allowed Them to take up the task of tending the cows. Engaging thus in the company of Their friends, the two boys rendered the land of Vrndavana most auspicious by imprinting upon it the marks of Their lotus feet.”

As stated in the purport, “Since Lord Krsna’s spiritual body had apparently grown slightly in age and strength, the senior men of Vrndavana, headed by Nanda Maharaja, decided to promote Krsna from the task of herding calves to the status of a regular cowherd boy. He would now take care of the full-grown cows, bulls, and oxen. Out of great affection, Nanda Maharaja had previously considered Krsna too small and immature to take care of full-grown cows and bulls. It is stated in the Karttika-mahatmya section of the Padma Purana:

suklastami karttike tu
  smrta gopastami budhaih
tad-dinad vasudevo ’bhud
  gopah purvam tu vatsapah

The eighth lunar day of the bright fortnight of the month of Karttika is known by authorities as Gopastami. From that day, Lord Vasudeva served as a cowherd, whereas previously He had tended the calves.’

“The word padaih indicates that Lord Krsna blessed the earth by walking on her surface with His lotus feet. The Lord wore no shoes or other footgear but walked barefoot in the forest, giving great anxiety to the girls of Vrndavana, who feared that His soft lotus feet would be injured.”

The celebration was meant for only the cowherd men and boys, but Srimati Radharani also wanted to enjoy the fun, and so, because of Her resemblance to Subala-sakha, she donned his dhoti and other garments and joined Krishna. Thus, on this occasion, in temples in Vrindavan and elsewhere, Srimati Radharani is dressed as a cowherd boy.

The Lord is very kindly disposed toward the cows and the brahmans (go-brahmana-hitaya), and whoever serves them becomes dear to Him, too. Knowing this, devotees observe a special festival on the Gopastami day, dedicated to the worship of cows. In Vrindavan especially, but also the world over, devotees begin the festival by brushing the cows, painting their horns and bodies with artistic designs, and hanging flower garlands around their necks. Then a cow and her calf are selected, and an arati is offered to them. During the arati, devotees sing the Hare Krishna maha-mantra, and then they feed the cow, her calf, and indeed the entire herd, bananas, balls of gur (jaggery), and fresh grasses. Some devotees also recite the following mantra (Hari-bhakti-vilasa 16.252):

agratah santu me gavo
  gavo me santu prsthatah
gavo me parsvatah santu
  gavam madhye vasamyaham

“May cows stay in front of me. May cows stay behind me. May cows stay on both sides of me. May I always reside in the midst of cows.”

Hare Krishna.

Yours in service,
Giriraj Swami

Gadadhara Goswami Disappearance
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Sri Gadadhara Goswami is a united form of Chandrakanti gopi (an expansion of Radharani’s effulgence) and Purnanada (an expansion of Lord Balarama’s dear girlfriend). Thus, Gadadhara Dasa was an associate of both Sri Chaitanya Mahaprabhu and Sri Nityananda Prabhu.

Krishna Dasa Kaviraja describe Lord Chaitanya as radha-bahva-dyuti suvalita, “characterized by the emotions and bodily luster of Shrimati Radharani.” Gadadhara Dasa is this dyuti, luster. Gadadhara Dasa is sometimes called “the personification of Sri Radhika’s divine effulgence.” 

While traveling with Lord Nityananda, Gadadhara would sometimes become absorbed in madhurya prema and begin acting  and speaking like a Vraja gopi. Putting a clay pot of Ganges water on his head, as if he were a gopi, he would call out, “Who wants to buy milk? Who wants to buy yogurt?”

As one of Lord Nityananda’s chief preachers in Bengal Gadadhara Dasa delivered countless sinners and yavanas. Once, while tasting Krishna prema he began dancing madly and chanting Krishna’s Holy Names outside the Kazi’s mansion.

The irate Muslim magistrate stormed out of his house to chastize him for “disturbing the peace.” But beholding the dazzlingly attractive form of Gadadhara Dasa, the Kazi became stunned and dropped his anger. 

Gadadhara affectionately embraced the Kazi and said, “Gaura-Nityananda have appeared to deliver everyone with divine love by distributing the sweet nectar of the Holy Name of Hari. Why don’t you chant this sweet name of Hari?”

   “Tomorrow I shall chant the name of Hari,” replied the Kazi. Hearing the Kazi inadvertanly chant the Holy Name filled Gadadhara with happiness. He said, “Why tomorrow? You have already chanted today. And this powerful name of Hari will destroy your sins and purify your existence.” From that day on the Kazi took shelter of Sri Gadadhara Dasa Goswami. His samadhi is in the 64 Samadhis Area. 



Your glance is merciful glance, let it make my empty heart full
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kṛpā-dṛṣṭi-vṛṣṭyāti-dīnaṁ batānu

Your heart is so kind, so deep,
You alone can wake me from illusion’s sleep.
Cast upon me your merciful glands
So this soul can awaken and dance.

(Damodarashtakam — Verse 6, Line 3)

My dear Lord, by your omniscience and by your omnibenevolence, your glance is already on everyone. For those who already have love for you, your glance is love-filled and heart-captivating. For those who do not yet have love but sincerely seek it, your glance is merciful and heart-cleansing—and thereafter, heart-captivating too.

O supreme enchanter, your large, beautiful, lotus-like eyes, shaded by exquisite eyebrows, shine with irresistible charm; as you tilt your head and cast a side glance, streams of nectarian love flow from your eyes—uplifting, enriching, intoxicating—making nothing else in existence matter anymore.

O my beloved Lord, I beg for one such glance. Please bestow it upon me—not because I am qualified, nor because I imagine my lack of qualification itself to be a qualification. I seek it not from ego, nor from self-pity, but simply because of your generosity and my scarcity. Out of your fullness, you desire to give mercy; out of my emptiness, I need it. And in one sense, you have already given me your mercy—or at least its first installment—by which I have come to recognize that need. Please, accept my feeble and faltering prayer as an expression of that need.

May your beautiful, bewitching glance, O merciful Lord, free me from the witches of illusion that now rule and ruin my heart—and restore me to your loving service.

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Grant me the boat of your remembrance to cross the ocean of material turbulence
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prasīda prabho duḥkha-jālābdhi-magnam

Be merciful, Lord, I’m drowned in pain,
In sorrow’s sea I cry in vain.
O master, lift me from despair,
And keep me safe within your care.

(Damodarashtakam — Verse 6, Line 2)

My dear Lord, help me realize that pain is inevitable in any life directed toward anything but you. The cause of that pain lies not merely in the mortal nature of this world—which makes life an inescapable sentence—but also in the uncertainty and anxiety that precede it.

Please, O supreme guru, let the false promises of worldly pleasure no longer fill me with hope, for they lead only to deeper entrapment and endless suffering. Let me see such pleasures for what they are—treacherous baits that keep me adrift in the ocean of misery, battered and broken by the waves of worldly existence.

I need your mercy, O unfailing Lord, to turn my heart wholly toward you. The more I become attached to and absorbed in you, the more I realize that the greatest ocean of suffering is not material existence itself, but the forgetfulness of you that defines it. I seek protection not from the pains of this world, but from the far greater danger of forgetting you—whether in pleasure or in pain.

Grant me, O merciful Lord, the constant remembrance of you—an unshakeable boat that will not only protect me from this ocean’s waves but also carry me steadily toward you, into the eternal, ever-expanding ocean of your supreme love and joy.

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ATL 2025-10-23 Adikarta dasa SB 3.19.35
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Listen to a class given by Adikarta dasa on text 35 of the Srimad-Bhagavatam (Bhagavata Purana), canto 3, chapter 19, entitled “The Killing of the Demon Hiraṇyākṣa” given on October 23, 2025 at the Hare Krishna temple in Alachua, Florida. The Srimad-Bhagavatam is a sacred Vaishnava text from India that narrates the history of God
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Gajendra Moksana story – HH Bir Krishna Goswami
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Responding swiftly to Gajendra’s fervent plea, Lord Vishnu, mounted atop his Vahana Garuda, hastened to the scene. Witnessing the divine approach, Gajendra, in an act of profound devotion, raised a lotus with his trunk. Pleased by this heartfelt gesture, Lord Vishnu wielded his Sudarshana Chakra, severing the crocodile’s head and liberating Gajendra from mortal peril.
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Srimad Bhagavatam Text – 3.21.32 – H.G. Kavichandra Swami – Iskcon Mayapur 
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There are different manifestations of the Lord. He is one, but He has become many. He divides Himself into two different expansions, one called kalā and the other vibhinnāṁśa. Ordinary living entities are called vibhinnāṁśa expansions, and the unlimited expansions of viṣṇu-tattva, such as Vāmana, Govinda, Nārāyaṇa, Pradyumna, Vāsudeva and Ananta, are called svāṁśa-kalā. Svāṁśa
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Gopastami
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It is stated in the Kārttika-māhātmya section of the Padma Purāṇa:

śuklāṣṭamī kārttike tu

smṛtā gopāṣṭamī budhaiḥ

tad-dinād vāsudevo ‘bhūd

gopaḥ pūrvaṁ tu vatsapaḥ

“The eighth lunar day of the bright fortnight of the month of Kārttika is known by authorities as Gopāṣṭamī. From that day, Lord Vāsudeva served as a cowherd, whereas previously He had tended the calves.”

The word padaiḥ indicates that Lord Kṛṣṇa blessed the earth by walking on her surface with His lotus feet. The Lord wore no shoes or other footgear but walked barefoot in the forest, giving great anxiety to the girls of Vṛndāvana, who feared that His soft lotus feet would be injured.

Krsna said at that time that the cows are worshiped even by the demigods, and He practically demonstrated how to protect the cows. At least people who are in Krsna consciousness should follow in His footsteps and give all protection to the cows.

Cows are worshiped not only by the demigods. Krsna Himself worshiped the cows on several occasions, especially on the days of Gopastami and Govardhana-puja.

You, O invulnerable, become vulnerable to reveal what is supremely valuable
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namo deva dāmodarānanta viṣṇo

O boundless Vishnu, O supremely bright,
O Dāmodar, of matchless light.
To you I bow; my soul’s desire,
To be lit forever by love’s pure fire.

(Damodarashtakam — Verse 6, Line 1)

My dear Lord, the concept of God is astonishing when contemplated in its abstract glory—the idea of a single supreme reality that unifies and underlies all existence as its origin, sustainer, and destination. Such a notion can leave any thoughtful, open-hearted person awestruck. Yet moving from abstraction to the personhood of divinity is even more astounding. That one being can be both all-pervading and personal—both infinite and intimate—fills the mind with wonder.

Yet, O enchanting Lord, what is even more inconceivable is that this supreme person—the ultimate reality—is not a distant monarch enthroned in majestic aloofness, but a small, tender child—running in fear, trembling, and shedding tears. Such a vision surpasses the grasp of intellect; it can be approached only through love. It is only the heart, softened by affection, that can appreciate the mystery of your duality—how the infinite manifests as an innocent child.

You, O all-attractive Lord, long for intimate exchanges of love and therefore create settings where such uninhibited reciprocation can unfold. You let your mother love you fully, fulfilling her need to be needed. Thus, you—O supremely invulnerable Lord—become endearingly vulnerable.

O supreme connoisseur of love, may my heart be churned and charmed by memories of your love for love.

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The Kidnapping of Princess Rukmini
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A story from Krishna, the Supreme Personality of Godhead by His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada The King of Vidarbha, Maharaja Bhismaka, had five sons and a young daughter known as Rukmini. Many saintly persons used to visit the King’s palace, and from them Rukmini obtained information about Lord Krishna, the Supreme Personality of
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Let my mind keep returning to you till it rests in you
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manasy avirāstām alam lakṣa-lābhaiḥ

May he within my heart remain,
Beyond all wealth, beyond all gain.
No fortune vast, nor heavens high,
Can match the love that will not die.

(Damodarashtakam — Verse 5, Line 4)

My dear Lord, love for you absorbs your pure devotees so deeply that you become their supreme value—without doubt or deviation.

I, however, have chased many alternatives—pleasures and pursuits that seemed promising but have left me unfulfilled at best and frustrated, degraded, or even devastated at worst. O merciful Lord, I am so far from the unshakable realization that you alone are the best of all that can be desired. Yet let me not be discouraged but instead encouraged to take concrete steps toward that conviction. Let me value not only the final vision of conviction but also the slow, seemingly small steps I take toward it—each conscious choice, each moment of remembrance.

Even if I cannot sustain that remembrance always, O all-inclusive Lord, let me at least cherish every opportunity in the present moment to turn away from the world and turn toward you. Let my journey be one of constant returning—so that every time my mind turns away due to fickleness, it swiftly turns back to you through the firmness of my intelligence, strengthened by the mercifulness of your infinitely loving heart. Through such repeated realignment, may my mind become purified—seeing only you and seeking nothing but you.

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Barsana Parikrama (Karttika 2025) (photos) 
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Barsana – the divine abode of Srimati Radharani. Come, let’s walk together through the enchanting, winding paths of Barsana — a sacred wonderland where the divine mercy of Srimati Radharani showers unconditionally. Our journey takes us through the narrow pass of Sankari Khor, where Krishna playfully stopped the gopis, demanding butter as tax before letting
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The Jewels Of Kolkata (photos) 
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Our parikrama group spent several days in Kolkata, visiting the sacred and historic sites associated with Śrīla Prabhupāda. During our stay, we observed Śrīla Prabhupāda’s disappearance day at his birthplace. We also visited Ulta Danga where he first met his spiritual master, Śrīla Bhaktisiddhānta Sarasvatī Ṭhākura. The property is now owned by ISKCON, which has
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H.G. Urmila Mataji – CC Adi Lila – 04.181 – 27.10.2025 – Iskcon Vrindavan
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The selfless love of Godhead exhibited by the gopīs cannot have any parallel. We should not, therefore, misunderstand the carefulness of the gopīs in their personal decoration. The gopīs dressed themselves as beautifully as possible, just to make Kṛṣṇa happy by seeing them. They had no ulterior desires. They dedicated their bodies, and everything they
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WHY?
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Pari Vidha: A few months ago, a song from the sixties kept popping up in my mind. From past experiences I felt that I might have to transform it into something Krishna conscious. Reflecting on the lyrics, I thought I thought it could be turned into a song to Prabhupāda. I kept the first verse
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May the beauty of your hair free my heart from Maya’s lair
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vṛtaṁ kuntalaiḥ snigdha-raktaiś ca gopyā

By gentle curls of reddish glow,
Your face was framed in tender flow.
The gopī watched with love’s embrace,
Her heart absorbed in your sweet face.

(Damodarashtakam — Verse 5, Line 2)

My dear Lord, every aspect of your being is all-attractive, including your hair. In this world, we all try to have beautiful hair, but it takes constant attention and care for it to remain attractive. Without that effort, it becomes messy and unkempt. Yet you, my Lord, need no effort to enhance or maintain even a single aspect of your beauty—including your hair. Even when Mother Yashoda decorates you, it is not to beautify you further but simply to express her overflowing affection. You, ever kind and accommodating, accept her service out of love.

Your soft curls, gentle and silken, dance upon your face as you run—excited to share in the unending adventure of your divine play with your loving devotees. O enchanting Lord, when you tilt your head and cast your mischievous side glance—a skill you began practicing in childhood and perfected in youth—your hair falls gracefully to one side, creating a sight that no heart can ever forget. When you plead with your mother with that innocent expression, those soft curls perfectly frame your face, amplifying your charm.

O heart-throb of all hearts, may your beautiful face—encircled by your charming hair—draw my heart away from the fleeting beauties of this world and free it from Maya’s lair, leading it toward your eternal, ever-enchanting beauty.

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Books and Temples
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On the occasion of Srila Prabhupad's Disappearance Day
October 25, 2025

Dear Srila Prabhupad,

One fateful afternoon, long ago on the banks of sacred Radha Kunda, your spiritual master confided in you his grim prediction of the fate of his headquarters in Calcutta: “Agun jvalbe - there will be fire.” His disciples were fighting, even in their spiritual master's presence, over who would get to use which room. He said to you emphatically, “It would be better to take the marble from the walls and secure money. If I could do this and print books, that would be better.”

Then he turned to face you to deliver a direct instruction: “If you ever get money, print books.”

Print books you did. Many years later, you were writing your commentary on the Srimad Bhagavatam in Vrindavan and then commuting to Delhi to print these sacred volumes. You chipped away at raising funds, found places to stay, negotiated print run prices, personally oversaw the manual binding of the pages, and poured every ounce of your soul into these books.

You brought two hundred sets of the Srimad Bhagavatam with you to America - you told customs that no, these books were for distribution, not for sale. However, you did sell those books - but only to maintain your livelihood during that first lonely, difficult year of living in New York. You also put aside every penny you could from those sales, and by 1966 you had $200 in savings. Then, you dared to take one apartment and storefront - the storefront for $125 and the apartment for $75, so a total monthly rent of $200. Exactly what you had saved. And although you had some help to secure the first month or so of rent from wellwishers, rent is relentless. You eventually needed to take the money generated from selling books… into securing a “temple.”

That storefront temple was 26 Second Avenue, the place where the International Society for Krishna Consciousness was formed, where the tides truly began to turn towards sweeping you into sharing Krishna with the entire world. One little storefront, where it all began, and the value you put into such a place could be seen in those $200 of hard-earned savings from selling the sacred Srimad Bhagavatam. Always keeping in mind the dangers and warnings that your spiritual master had expressed on the banks of Radha Kunda so long ago, you also knew that a physical place would be where a society could take shape. You wanted people to come together to hear and discuss about Krishna as revealed within the scriptures, to see the Lord, to chant his holy name, to sing, dance, eat the most delicious prasad, to serve, and more.

We are all gathered here today, sitting or standing on these marble floors of a temple, in the presence of the Lord on the altar. Every single one of us has been moved and transformed enough to gather together under this roof for a single-minded purpose today - to remember and glorify Krishna’s devotee. Without this temple, we could not come together to uplift our minds and hearts. I can reflect upon, literally, thousands of experiences within these walls or just right outside under the verandah or the stars, that have awakened my soul, even if for only a glimpse. And everyone here could say the same, even if it was only once, even if for only a moment. As Krishna says in the Bhagavad-gita, “pratyakṣāvagamaṁ dharmyaṁ” this knowledge gives direct perception of the self by realization and is thus the perfection of religion.

That is what you wanted, Srila Prabhupad. That was what you knew, when you gave those $200 - a temple is meant to be a place for transformation, to awaken the soul towards our beautiful Lord Krishna.

Books are the basis, you would say, and they were literally the basis of the very first temple of the Hare Krishna movement. They are not meant to only be read within the walls of the temple, but read regularly within the walls of the temple of our minds. Engaging with the scriptures is what keeps the temple of our hearts clean, which then manifests in keeping the physical temple clean and open and pure. Otherwise a temple is just made of stones and bricks and marble, prone to being filled with quarrels and politics, as your spiritual master warned. Books are the basis for purity.

On this day of your disappearance, I am reflective, meditating upon your legacy and how you have shaped and impacted me through your books and through your temples. I am grateful to you for those many long, early morning hours of writing your divine commentaries on the Srimad Bhagavatam, wherever you were in the world. How you offered your commentary until your dying days, speaking into a dictaphone on your deathbed because you knew that every word had the power to transform for eternity. Every single time I open up the Bhagavatam, I am filled with a divine presence and am uplifted - a kind of “Bhagavatam therapy”, as my friends and I like to say. I am also grateful to you for the leap of faith you took back in 1966 to give all of the money earned from selling Srimad Bhagavatam for only one month’s rent so you could establish a temple and then a society. You have given me a place to come home to, and a place where my son now eagerly asks to come to on a daily basis. Even a two-year-old boy can see and hear and know Krishna, and transform his little heart to be peaceful and joyful and filled with wonder. What’s more, he gets to know you - by coming to your murti and touching your feet, he gets to solemnly whisper, “Padupad” and offer you a flower to smell.

You are here with us, giving meaning and purpose to every breath we take, whether by absorbing our minds in the words of the scriptures - “The Blessed Lord said:” - or by standing upon the marble of these temple floors to receive darshan of the Lord. Thank you, Srila Prabhupad. I pray that I may always take shelter of your books to purify my heart and lift my soul to Krishna, and may I bring a humble heart to take shelter of the Lord in the temple and the devotees.

Your aspiring servant,

Bhakti lata dasi

May your specific intimate loving exchanges inspire me to universal intense loving expressions
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muhuś cumbitaṁ bimba-raktādharaṁ te

Your cheeks, like red fruit, soft and fair,
Were kissed with love beyond compare.
Again and again her heart would race,
To drink the joy upon your face.

(Damodarashtakam — Verse 5, Line 4)

My dear Lord, you are so kind and inclusive that every expression of love found in this world finds its pure and original form in your loving pastimes with your devotees. Your exquisite beauty and extraordinary accessibility form a heartwarming—and indeed heart-winning—combination that can soften any heart, even one only slightly open to your divine love that is beyond compare.

O all-attractive Lord, while the specific intimate expressions of love typical of particular exalted rasas, such as those of Mother Yashoda, are not accessible to me, love for you itself remains ever accessible. Through remembering your loving pastimes—and cherishing that remembrance as the greatest treasure of my life—please help me cultivate the mood of service that underlies even the most intimate expressions of love, such as Mother Yashoda’s tender kisses upon you.

O all-merciful Lord, whenever you please, reveal to me the specific mellow in which you wish to attract me. May the intimate exchanges of love I witness between you and your innermost devotees inspire within me similar feelings of love, expressed in ways suitable for my level of devotion. And one day—by your grace—may I too enter your innermost circle of love.

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DISAPPEARANCE MEMORIES
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Srila Prabhupada departed from this world in Vrindavan dham, India, on the 14th of November 1977. One would not usually celebrate the disappearance day of a person, especially one so loved and revered as Srila Prabhupada. However, the departure of a pure Vaishnava gives cause for jubilation because he returns to his eternal service at
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Srila Prabhupada’s Departure—Drawing Out Love
Giriraj Swami

Once, on his guru maharaja’s disappearance day, Srila Prabhupada said, “On the absolute platform, there is no difference between the appearance and the disappearance of the spiritual master. Both are beautiful, just like the sunrise and the sunset.” So, although we feel separation, within that separation our remembrance of Srila Prabhupada is heightened, and thus we experience the beauty of his presence—in separation.

To straightaway speak about Srila Prabhupada’s departure feels abrupt to me, because it is a painful topic; but remembering Srila Prabhupada’s words that the disappearance is also beautiful, I wanted to share with you a lesson I learned from his departure.

A few days before he was to leave us, Srila Prabhupada expressed a desire to travel by bullock cart to different holy places in India. His Holiness Lokanath Swami had been traveling by bullock cart to different places of pilgrimage, and Srila Prabhupada was very enlivened when Lokanath Swami reported to him in Vrindavan. Prabhupada said that he too would like to go on pilgrimage on a bullock cart. He asked Lokanath Swami to arrange it, and Lokanath Swami was enthusiastic, having been encouraged by Prabhupada in such a direct way. He immediately went to organize the cart and make all the arrangements. Govardhana-puja was to take place in a couple of days, and Prabhupada said that he would begin his pilgrimage by traveling on a bullock cart to Govardhana Hill to celebrate Govardhana-puja with the Vraja-vasis.

At that time, Srila Prabhupada was bedridden and emaciated. He was unable to eat, and he was able only to sip a little liquid. So he was very gaunt and weak, with almost no energy. He would just lie on his bed, and sometimes, with great difficulty, he would speak softly, often so faintly that only those very close to him could hear his words.

There were many devotees in the room when Srila Prabhupada had his exchange with Lokanath Swami. And immediately after the discussion ended and devotees went outside, they began to express two strong, heartfelt opinions about what Srila Prabhupada should do—and, more than that, how we as disciples should relate to Srila Prabhupada and serve him.

One group, which included Lokanath Swami and other esteemed, senior disciples, such as Hamsaduta Prabhu and Baradraj Prabhu, felt that we should just do what the spiritual master orders. We shouldn’t question his order; we should just execute it. And some of the other disciples, many of whom had been attending to Prabhupada’s personal care, felt that Prabhupada’s health would not sustain his travels on a bullock cart and that, because he was so emaciated (he had practically no flesh on his bones), it would be very painful for him to go. Even if they padded the cart with a mattress, it would still be a basic bullock cart, and the roads in Vraja were very rough, so the movement of the cart would jostle Prabhupada and he would feel pain. Some devotees feared that he might even give up his body on the way. So, they did not want him to be subjected to what they foresaw as certain pain—and perhaps the dire consequence of death.

But this second position was very difficult to maintain under the circumstances, because Srila Prabhupada was so emphatic. “Let me travel to all the tirtha-sthanas,” he had said—to all the holy places. And whatever objections devotees had raised against the proposal, he had countered. “One-day experiment,” he had pleaded. “Rest assured. I will not die in one day.” When even Prabhupada’s kaviraja had predicted that with all the jostling on the bullock cart, Prabhupada would not survive more than two hours, Prabhupada had replied, “But I think I shall be cured.” Still, Tamal Krishna Goswami, Bhakti Charu Swami, Bhaktisvarupa Damodara Maharaja, Bhavananda Maharaja, and others felt strongly that this “experiment” would have dire consequences. But how to convince Prabhupada?

So, the controversy continued. When Prabhupada said, “I think I shall be cured,” Hamsaduta and others took it that he was supporting their position. But the other side took it differently: “What does it mean that he is going to be cured? It means that he is going to leave his body and get a spiritual body. That’s how he is going to get cured.” Each party was seeing things in a particular way that supported their particular point of view.

Finally, things came to the stage where the bullock cart was waiting outside the gates of the Krishna-Balaram Mandir. Everything was being readied. And for the devotees who were in the mood that Srila Prabhupada should stay, it must have been like when the residents of Vrindavan saw Akrura getting the chariot ready to take Krishna to Mathura.

The evening before the planned parikrama, Srila Prabhupada was lying on his bed (many of you have seen his bed in his house in Vrindavan). Bhakti Charu Swami was in the room, and Srila Prabhupada’s godbrother Akincana Krishna dasa Babaji Maharaja was there for a visit. Babaji Maharaja was a very advanced devotee; Srila Prabhupada had said that he was a paramahamsa. He was always engaged in hari-nama, absorbed in hari-nama, and he was always blissful. And he and Prabhupada had an extraordinarily affectionate relationship.

So, Bhakti Charu thought, “Let me appeal to Babaji Maharaja. If he asks Prabhupada not to go, then Prabhupada may listen.” And when he explained the situation to Babaji Maharaja, Maharaja declared, “Then he shouldn’t go.”

“So, do you all jointly request me not to go?” Srila Prabhupada asked when Maharaja had conveyed his conclusion. “Ji,” Maharaja confirmed.

“We were getting so upset,” Tamal Krishna agreed. “Two devotees told me this road is so bad that if you go on it, you’re going to be jolted back and forth. The road is terrible. I just can’t understand, Srila Prabhupada, why it has to be tomorrow that we have to go. If anybody wants you to travel, I do. But why do we have to go when you’re in this condition? I can’t understand it.”

“All right,” Srila Prabhupada said. “I will not go.”

“Thank you, Srila Prabhupada,” said Bhavananda. “I was in too much anxiety.”

“No, no, I cannot put you in anxiety. I shall do what you like.”

“Actually, Srila Prabhupada,” said Tamal Krishna, “we’re so attached to you that you practically drive us to madness sometimes. Tonight we were becoming mad.”

“No, I shall not do that,” Prabhupada said. And to Babaji Maharaja he added, “Just see how much they love me . . . Left hand, right hand. I cannot refuse.”

“The way you deal with us simply deepens our attachment every moment,” Tamal Krishna said.

And Prabhupada replied, “It is my duty.”

For the devotees in the room, it was a jubilant occasion that Prabhupada had agreed to wait. As Tamal Krishna Goswami had said, “We will take you on tirtha-yatra, to all the places. Just get a little stronger.” But when the news reached the other group, they were upset: “This is not our duty as disciples, to try to prevail upon our spiritual master. Our duty is to execute his will. He said that he wants to go by bullock cart to Govardhana, and our duty is to arrange for what he wants. Our duty is not to advise him or prevail upon him according to our perception.” The controversy continued until the end—the anniversary of which is today.

Prabhupada spent his last three days with his disciples at the Krishna-Balaram Mandir, and the last day he didn’t speak. His only words were in the morning, when the kaviraja asked him to drink some juice and he replied, “Meri kuch iccha nahin”: “I have no desire.” After that, Prabhupada didn’t speak. He was in a completely internal state of consciousness, and the devotees surrounded him with kirtan. For the last few hours, in the afternoon, the leaders opened up the doors to everyone. Young, old, children, men, women—all were allowed to be in the room with Srila Prabhupada and to reciprocate love with him. Then, at about 7:26 p.m., his tongue and mouth moved—“Hare Krishna”—and he left.

As for the controversy, it continued; even after Prabhupada left, the feelings still ran strong on both sides. And I still couldn’t determine who was right. There were devotees senior to me on both sides—devotees whom I respected and had served. Personally, I may have been closer to some of the ones engaged in Srila Prabhupada’s personal service, but still I wasn’t sure who was right, and it was on my mind.

It was my habit, or practice, to chant japa in Srila Prabhupada’s rooms (though not when he was there), and after he departed, I did that. I was in his room chanting japa, and behind his bed was an area with his bookshelves. So, I found a little corner there and was chanting japa, when somehow my eyes fell upon the new volume of Srimad-Bhagavatam that had just arrived—the Tenth Canto, Volume Two. It had been delivered into Srila Prabhupada’s hands in his last days. When the devotees had presented the book to Srila Prabhupada and he was looking at the pictures, everyone could see the love in his eyes. Tamal Krishna Goswami had remarked, “How much love for Krishna Prabhupada has,” as evident from the way Prabhupada had been looking at the pictures of Krishna. So, I saw the book. It had gold embossing, made especially for Srila Prabhupada. I opened it up, and it happened to open to Chapter Nine: “Mother Yasoda Binds Krsna.” I read a few verses and purports, and then I came to a verse that, to me, answered the question:

TEXT 19

evam sandarsita hy anga
  harina bhrtya-vasyata
sva-vasenapi krsnena
  yasyedam sesvaram vase

TRANSLATION

O Maharaja Pariksit, this entire universe, with its great, exalted demigods like Lord Siva, Lord Brahma, and Lord Indra, is under the control of the Supreme Personality of Godhead. Yet the Supreme Lord has one transcendental attribute: He comes under the control of His devotees. This was now exhibited by Krsna in this pastime.

COMMENT

The pastime is encapsulated in the previous verse:

TEXT 18

sva-matuh svinna-gatraya
  visrasta-kabara-srajah
drstva parisramam krsnah
  krpayasit sva-bandhane

TRANSLATION

Because of Mother Yasoda’s hard labor, her whole body became covered with perspiration, and the flowers and comb were falling from her hair. When child Krsna saw His mother thus fatigued, He became merciful to her and agreed to be bound.

COMMENT

When I read these verses, I thought, “This is what happened.” The spiritual master is the transparent medium through which Krishna manifests Himself. Of course, in vraja-bhakti the relationship with Krishna is different. In Vraja, Krishna exhibits nara-lila, humanlike pastimes, in which there is complete intimacy and freedom between the devotees and the Lord. In the relationship between the disciples and spiritual master, there is always an element of awe and reverence—and duty. Still, duty is meant to lead to love. And Srila Prabhupada did say to Babaji Maharaja, “Just see how much they love me.”

One month earlier, there had been another incident. Srila Prabhupada had stopped drinking. Previously, he had said that when his father had wanted to leave his body, he had stopped drinking, and that this was a bona fide way to give up one’s body when the time came. Prabhupada didn’t make any announcement or anything; he just stopped drinking.

Upendra dasa, a very sweet devotee who was Srila Prabhupada’s servant at the time, innocently said to him, “Prabhupada, you have to drink. If you don’t drink, you will become dehydrated. And Prabhupada said, “Oh, you want me to drink? Call the GBC.” That decision—whether Prabhupada should drink or not—was no small matter.

So, Abhirama informed the GBC, and the GBC and senior devotees came into the room. Prabhupada said, “If I want to survive, of course I’ll have to take something. But my survival means so many inconveniences. Therefore I have decided to die peacefully.”

“Everything is in the hands of Krishna,” said Tamal Krishna. And that had been the mood, coming from Srila Prabhupada: everything depended on Krishna. Many times Prabhupada had said that he would accept whatever Krishna desired. If Krishna allowed him to stay, he would stay. And if Krishna wanted him to go, he would go. Previously, a disciple had asked him, “You said that your guru maharaja left early because he was disgusted. Is that the case with you?”

“No,” Srila Prabhupada had replied. “No. If Krishna allows me to stay in your association, I will be most happy to stay in your association.”

Now, however, Srila Prabhupada opened his eyes and said, “Krishna wants me to do as I like. The choice is mine. He has given me full freedom.” This was a different mood—a completely different answer. And it gave—and gives—us a glimpse into the intimate reciprocation between Prabhupada and Krishna.

So, we all went out into the anteroom and discussed. Kirtanananda Swami’s point was most clear and lucid and intelligent. “If Krishna has given Prabhupada the choice and Prabhupada is giving us the choice,” he said, “then we should ask Prabhupada to stay.” Everyone agreed: “Yes, we should ask him to stay.” Then a devotee said, “But all the GBC men aren’t here.” And Brahmananda retorted, “Come on. What GBC is going to say that they don’t want Prabhupada to stay?” So, it was decided, unanimously. We would go back into Prabhupada’s room and tell him that we wanted him to stay; Kirtanananda Swami would be the spokesman.

When we went back into the room, Prabhupada was lying quietly on his bed. As soon as we finished offering obeisances, Kirtanananda broke down and started sobbing. He couldn’t speak. Brahmananda, sitting behind him, rubbed his back to soothe him. Then Kirtanananda managed, “Srila Prabhupada, if Krishna has given you the choice, then don’t go! We need you!” Srila Prabhupada asked, “Is this your joint opinion? Have you discussed?” “Yes, we have all met together. We want you to remain and lead the movement and finish the Srimad-Bhagavatam.”

Prabhupada was silent for what seemed like an eternity. Then he yawned and said, “All right.” Just like that. He agreed to stay in such a nonchalant way. All the devotees were jubilant. Within ourselves, we were rejoicing: “Prabhupada is going to stay! Prabhupada’s going to stay! He is not going to leave us. He is going to finish Srimad-Bhagavatam. He is going to lead the movement.”

And Prabhupada said, “This is real affection.”

So, when I read this verse from the Tenth Canto, I thought of these two incidents and put them together. In both cases, when the disciples had expressed themselves—“We want you to stay,” “We want you to get healthy”—Prabhupada had said, “This is real love,” “Just see how much they love me.” So, I think that all the disciples in this controversy were acting on the basis of their realization of their devotion for Srila Prabhupada, but I believe that what Prabhupada really was doing was drawing out our loving sentiments—beyond our just following the order. Following the order is a given; there is no question. We have to follow the order of the spiritual master. To disobey the order of the spiritual master is an offense against the holy name. It is a basic principle of spiritual life. So, we are not talking about disobeying the order of the spiritual master; we are talking about developing loving feelings for the spiritual master and expressing them to him. When Srila Prabhupada brought us to that stage in those two incidents, he commented, “This is real love,” “Just see how much they love me.”

Relating the verse from the Tenth Canto to what Srila Prabhupada did with us, there’s also a parallel between the damodara-lila and that principle of spontaneous love. Every night during the month of Damodara, we recite the Damodarastaka, including verse three:

itidrk sva-lilabhir ananda-kunde
  sva-ghosam nimajjantam akhyapayantam
tadiyesita-jnesu bhaktair jitatvam
  punah prematas tam satavrtti vande

“By such pastimes He is drowning the inhabitants of Gokula in pools of ecstasy and revealing to those devotees who are absorbed in knowledge of His supreme majesty and opulence that He is only conquered by devotees whose pure love is imbued with intimacy and is free from all conceptions of awe and reverence. To this Supreme Lord, Sri Damodara, whose belly is bound not with ropes but with His devotee’s pure love, I offer my humble obeisances.”

The damodara-lila shows pure, spontaneous love’s special power to conquer the Lord. The Lord comes under the control of such pure love. In the same way, Srila Prabhupada—not exactly that he came under the control of our love, but I would say that he brought that love out from deep within the recesses of our hearts, and then he reciprocated with us by coming under our control, by agreeing to our requests.

So, this is a very deep pastime of Srila Prabhupada’s. Among the disciples who were around him at the end, it was understood that he was the perfect acharya—he had taught us by his own example how to live in Krishna consciousness, and now he was teaching us how to die in Krishna consciousness. That was the general idea in those months and weeks, that he was showing us how to retire to a holy place and how to be absorbed in hearing the holy names of the Lord, and how up until the end, even in his delicate condition, he was trying to push forward the mission and was translating and dictating purports to Srimad-Bhagavatam—until the very end. In that way, he was showing us how to die in Krishna consciousness. But within that final lesson he also brought us to this more intimate level of exchange where we could express to him our heart’s deepest desires even in spite of the barriers that I would say he deliberately put up. He deliberately put up the barriers, but then he inspired us to break through them to reach out to him and express our love for him and ask him to stay with us.

Even though Srila Prabhupada has now left that body, we still have that choice: Do we want him to stay with us or not? And I remember that at that time, although we had been going along in the mood that whatever Krishna wanted was all right, when we understood what really should have been in our hearts—that we wanted him to stay—we thought, “Maybe we want to be the controllers, to be the enjoyers.” So, there is always that question: Do we want the kingdom of God without God, without God’s representative, or do we want the kingdom of God with God, with His representative, as their humble servants? And so I pray to Srila Prabhupada that I will always remember this lesson and always pray and act in such a way that he will be pleased to stay with each of us individually and all of us collectively—and bind us to his lotus feet eternally.

Hare Krishna.

[A talk by Giriraj Swami on Srila Prabhupada’s disappearance day, November 14, 2007, Mayapur]