Thursday, November 15th, 2018
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Buenos Aires, Argentina

Service is Safest

I’m staying in a small house that’s plopped onto a flat rooftop of the temple building. I have been chanting on my beads while pacing on that rooftop.  This is how I’m getting some mileage in, all except for the occasional sit-down on a bench where the temple cat, Ruki, comes to join me.  I think she likes hearing my chanting.  She wants some affection so I give her a stroke with my left hand, every so often, while my right hand is fingering the beads.

One of the reasons for walking or pacing on the rooftop is that the traffic is a bit crazy outside at street level.  There are many one-ways, and street lights cater only to the motorists.  There isn’t always a light to caution the pedestrian. Just see how most things are geared up for the automobile and not the person?

Another reason for avoiding the street, to some extent, is for another level of safety. Since a friend of mine was attacked in the rather safe city of Vancouver, then drugged, stripped and hung, suspended head down from a tree for twenty-four hours, I’ve been less inclined to trust.  This was last September at the edge of Stanley Park.  He managed to get loose, crawl through a forest trail moaning for help, where a female runner found him and then called the police.  My friend is a bhakti-yoga practitioner and is in his early sixties.  He spent days in the hospital with torn ligaments.  On the phone he sounded quite confident and strong, fortunately. Anyway, the world we live in is running less safe.  The greatest safety is in service.  I'm glad to be engaged with a group of loving dramatists during my stay in Argentina.

May the Source be with you!
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Wednesday, November 14th, 2018
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Buenos Aires, Argentina

Time in the Basement

“How are you doing?” asked Seva Kunj in the midst of our play practice.  He could have asked me that in Spanish.  That’s the least I know.  My Spanish is poor.

“So far, so good!” I replied.

“I wish we had a saying like that in Spanish.”

“You don’t have?” I asked with curiosity.

“No!”

And so the whole day rolled out with trying to direct the drama through a Spanish/English medium.  We have scripts for “Many Mothers, Many Fathers” in both languages, but it becomes very time consuming utilizing both languages, though necessary.  Already the hours are long—10:00 a.m. to 7:30 p.m. with a half-hour break for lunch.  No complaints. It’s all done in His service.  After all, it’s a drama with a spiritual message.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.

In fact it was before 10:00 a.m. while having breakfast with Godbrother Virabahu that we both reflected on our good fortune in having a spiritual life.  I asked him, “Where would you be if you didn’t live consciously?”

“I don’t know where I’d be.  I can’t imagine.”

I added, “I probably would have jumped off a bridge.”

He raised his eyebrows when I said that, as if to personally concur.  Yes, we are grateful for our work, even though it’s hard at times.  He expressed some of his administrative challenges “where you often detect the dark side of spiritual life,” he said.

Admiringly I replied, “You sacrifice a lot.”

For myself I put no time into walking today…. Just too dead by the end of the day.

May the Source be with you!
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Tuesday, November 13th, 2018
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Buenos Aires, Argentina

We’re Here

In the line-up at customs, which seemed to last forever, the tall, athletic man behind us was a flying trapeze artist.  He was curious about Balaram and I, especially since noticing my robes. Whenever there is a shared complaint, in this case, a slow, crawling queue, conversations strike up.

“What are you guys up to?” asked Greg.

Balarama was quick to respond. “We’re here for a festival.  Maharaja, here,” referring to me, “is a director of plays. We are performing at a downtown park on Sunday, at an event called Ratha Yatra.”

“Cool!”

Balarama continued. “It’s a story from the Vedas, from India.  How about you?”

“I’m here for a few months—used to work with the circus—flying trapeze.  I’ll be doing some swimming.  Races.” said Greg.

“In the river?”

“No, an Olympic pool!”

Our conversations went on and we felt like we had met a friend, or rather, reunited with a member of the troupe.  Upon arriving at ISKCON’s property in Buenos Aires, we met Parama Karuna, professional dancer, an actor from Peru, who is definitely one of our guys.  There’s artist Camila, and sound expert, Seva Kunj, her husband.  They are poised for a play that will have ample time for rehearsal, hopefully.

Also at the entrance to greet us was Vira Bahu, from Los Angelas, leader of the centre, friend and well-wisher.  We practiced for hours—didn’t skip a beat and had fun pulling a reality—a play—together.

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Monday, November 12th, 2018
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Toronto, Ontario

Connecting With Natives

Just before departing for the airport, two native fellows from the Cree Tribe came to visit.  Whether it was a true story or not, about them being survivors of the ill-fated residential schools, I agreed to their favour.  They are from James Bay, way up north.  They needed something for air fare to get back home.  Both were quite coherent and respectful.  I was happy to meet them.

Balaram and I then left for the flight to Argentina, which is just under eleven hours long.  I took to my rounds of chanting, did some reading and then watched a documentary on trekking some of the great trails of the world, which climaxed at Nepal and Mount Everest.  God knows I have a tough time sleeping on a plane.

I also took the opportunity to view “Woman Walks Ahead” a feature film based on American history, about the artist Caroline Weldon, and Chief Sitting Bull.  https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caroline_Weldon  https://www.history.com/news/caroline-weldon-sitting-bull-portrait-painter-native-american-activist   https://truewestmagazine.com/sitting-bulls-gal/
It was nice and I came to some reflection on the native folks again.  It also brought memories of walking Lower Michigan in 2016.  I came to a town where the museum has as their treasure on display, some original drawings by Sitting Bull.  He was a good artist.  The pieces on display were renderings of horses, which were his way of getting around.

The story in the film leaves a sad ending with the death of the chief.  That European invasion of the Americas was tragic as are many events in the world.  The recent shooting in a Pittsburgh synagogue, the deadly fires in California, and many more challenges of natural or unnatural causes demonstrates the insecure state of affairs.  We must strive to do better with what is in our power. 

May the Source be with you!

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Sunday, November 11th, 2018
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Ottawa, Ontario

Contemplate On Those Who Gave

Jagajivan and I hit the trail at a silent hour.  Perhaps a contemplative tranquility pervaded, because on a double level, on this Remembrance Day morning, we were reflecting on sacrifices made by men and women in times of war, and today also marked, by our lunar calendar, the passing of our guru, Prabhupada.  We are indebted.

I read my poem on the images of Prabhupada to two groups of audiences.

Images of You

There are many moods projected about you
Reflected in pics, so many, not few.
They are diverse colours of a true saint
That are captured by camera or brush with paint.

Moods of gravity, solidity and weight,
The serious look that defines the great.
Moods of lightness, moments of humour,
Of laughter, jokes and human candour.

My favourite photos are of your smile.
They inspire and push for the extra mile.
They lure and lock-in an eager soul
Who’s on a search for the ultimate goal.

You say, “The face is the index of the mind.”
The exterior can determine the kind.
Dare I judge the face, Your Divine Grace?
Yet I presume purity rests at that place.

You profile as a master, scholar, or king,
A general, a warrior, the spirit of Narasingh.
Paradoxically, you’ve shown your ability
To portray a servant in all humility.

There are images of you, in reverent prayer.
Those are the stills not really so rare—
Images of concern for us as we go
On a hobble or a crawl and move so slow.

I like the pics when you enjoyed the play.
It was in New York at the end of one day.
Krishna eloped with the grand princess,
Rukmini, being the damsel in distress.

It was drama that brought you some delight
As actor princes put up a good fight.
Your viewing the play is precious indeed,
An impression that waters the bhaktiseed.

There are action shots of your teaching and talking.
Action shots of reading and walking.
They are signatures, brands, trademarks—
Images that pull us out of the dark.

Grateful are we for those generous poses
That strike the heart like petals of roses.
One frozen moment of your deep contemplation
Leaves us with a piece for worthy conversation.

May the Source be with you!
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Saturday, November 10th, 2018
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Russell, Ontario

Tis the Life

Jagajivan, Samuel and I took to the trail on this day of utter shanti, peace.  Oh, how fortuitous it was—like heaven.  Fresh air.  The snow ran through it, leaving a freshness which is so conducive for walking with the mantraon your lips.

We veered off to penetrate through a conservation haven comprised of cedars and hardwoods.  Below our feet were newly-fallen leaves in a sprinkled-snow-and-slush combination. The three of us had no doubt in our minds that this is where we wanted to be.  We were one.

The inevitable reality is that the trail does come to an end.  We had to surrender to the look and the culture of timeline-ing. By 8:00 a.m., we had to be in the Registry Building, now a cultural hall were devotions to Krishna and judo martial arts take place.

The rest of a perfect day then rolled out—a day of sanga and hearing from others on the devotional path from different parts of Canada.  What a congenial group we are!  Of course I can say so of others.  For myself, I can surely attest to spurts of rotten consciousness.

We began with Guruvastakam, a song in honour of guru.  That’s how every day actually begins, with men and women swaying and praying.  A mrdungadrum, a harmonium, and a pair of kartalsare the instruments that make the sound of the song complete.

Our meetings began, meaningful, relevant, reassuring and continued into the night, with breaks in between.

Tis the life!

May the Source be with you!
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Friday, November 9th, 2018
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Russell, Ontario

His Foot

The season’s first serious snowfall came down, white, wet and slushy.  Our footwear wasn’t quite adequate for the sidewalk.  Jagajivan, Anuttama from Calgary, and I stepped into the Russell music academy and into the ‘Waiting Room’ for shelter.  That’s actually a Friday night veggie hangout.  Locals were doing a live rendition of the Beach Boys’ “California Girls.”  That was quite neat.  It was a brief stopover for us.

In reality, I was looking for an opportunity to find a great image to shoot, something that would say tons.  Nothing was coming up that I could share.  It had been a full day of presentations.  They were informative and fulfilling, nevertheless it made us sedentary. Only once did we ask Jagajivan to get us up off our laurels for some stretching.  He is our chosen boy as a trainer.  That was the best and only stretch for the day.

When we retreated with the Montreal monks to our evening station for sleeping, at Krishna Dulal’s home, I saw a possibility for a pic.  It was the pose of his home deity which captured me.  The deity goes by the name Natabara, dance master, a name reserved for Krishna. One of the monks, Marshall, held up a light.  Click! There it was—Krishna’s leg on a lotus pedestal while the other foot is suspended in the air in dance formation. Beautiful!

May the Source be with you!
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Gita 01.42 Disruption of dharma leads to overpopulation of disruptive souls, causing total breakdown of dharma
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ACE your life with gratitude
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[Sunday feast class at ISKCON, Baltimore, USA]

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4 principles to get past our past – PAST – Positivity, Association, Spirituality and Time
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Vrndavana Braj Parikrama – Day 4
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On the banks of Sri Radha-kund we gather.

“Let us sit down and hear about what we are really seeing. There is another reality here that is available to those who are absorbed. Since we do not have spiritual vision, Krsna Das Kaviraj Goswami opens our darkened eyes in the Govinda-lilamrta and shows us…”

“Krsna arrived at Radha-kund. The jewelled staircases lead to pavilions encrusted with precious stones.”

We sit on the hard stone steps, looking out at the dark waters glistening in the sun, punctuated by withered marigolds.

“There are four pavilions on the corners, each with swings of a specific grove of campak, kadamba or mango. In the yellow campak grove is a golden swing and when Srimati Radharani sits there with her golden hue, it appears as if Krsna is alone.”

All I see are odd-shaped walls of odd colours and a Facebook advertisement for “Love Radha.” An aged pilgrim offers the holy water out of a spouted jug back into the kund.

“A golden bridge leads to a golden jewelled palace in the centre of the kund where the maid servants of Vrinda devi prepare for the divine couple. A gopi sweeps the floor with her hair.”

Nothing but flies buzz persistently around our hair and skin.

“The waters of these kunds are the liquid love of Radha and Krsna. Who are we to go deep into it?” Maharaja questions. Indeed our vision stays shallow but we see through hearing.

“Among the gopis, Srimati Radharani is the most dear to Krsna. Her kund is as profoundly dear to Lord Krsna as this most beloved of the gopis. Who then will not reside in Radha-kund and, in a spiritual body surcharged with ecstatic devotional feelings, render loving service to the divine couple? Such persons are the most fortunate in the universe.”

Tempted to dip in?

“I am not going to say jump in today. I am not sure if my seniors will smile upon me if I did. But think of how spiritual this place is and the depth of the conjugal pastimes of Radha and Krsna that occur here. Then think of yourself. Are we pure? Are we following everything all the time? Even if we are, what garbage are we bringing from within the cemeteries of our minds into the waters? I will not tell you not to bathe but think if you are qualified.”

Maharaja quotes Satsvarupa Das Goswami that actually the most sacred places in Vrndavana are Srila Prabhupada’s samadhi and his rooms in Krsna Balarama mandir. “Sick or not, I will be at the samadhi mangal arati. That is my connection. That is where I plug in. This morning I went there to refresh my connection with Srila Prabhupada and then I can come here to see a golden bridge with a palace in the centre.”

I did not see a golden palace. Poor connection? We search for the mercy of the vaisnavas.

We circumambulate the sitting place of Jahnava mata who was given a prominent position at Radha-kund as she led the vaisnava society after Lord Nityananda. Maharaja is cajoled into a puja for Radha-kund by a persistent panda who knows him well. We bow down at the samadhis of Raghunatha Das Goswami and Krsna Das Kaviraja Goswami. The bhajan kutir of Krsna Das Kaviraj Goswami is where the Caitanya Caritamrta was written. Maharaja prayed that he may also write a book on the Caitanya Caritamrta. The book is a lifetime’s endeavour. We visit the sitting places of Lord Caitanya and Lord Nityananda and float back to the bus on the beautiful kirtan led by Advaita Simha Prabhu.

Maharaja stops for a quiet moment at Mukarai, the home of Srimati Radharani’s  grandmother-in-law. The parikrama has been busy, noisy and intense and he seeks a moment of reflection and escape from the external covering.

“In Krsna’s pastimes, Radha-kund is a private place and going there is meant to be an internal situation. Not to just discuss Radha-Krsna pastimes but to meditate on how far away we are (from that reality) and how the sankirtan movement is actually able to take us there, just as it has brought us here now.”

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Awakening Feelings of Urgency
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Awakening Feelings of Urgency
Sacinandana Swami: Bhakti takes two forms in this world. On the one hand the form of activities you perform with body, voice and mind, and on the other hand the form of feelings. These devotional feelings are the inclination to serve Krishna in a favorable way, in other words giving pleasure to Him. The feelings of bhakti-bhava also include eagerness, gratitude and being moved by genuine love.

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At the Villages of Great Saints (Album of photos)
Indradyumna Swami: The other day we visited the bhajan kutir of Jayadeva Goswami in Champahati and the birthplace of Sarvabhauma Bhattacharya in Vidyanagar. We had kirtan and katha about these great devotees for hours. We also had darshan of the Gaura-Gadadhara deities worshipped by Gadadhara Pandit’s brother, Vaninatha Pandit.
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3 principles for inner empowerment – Intelligence, Identification, Intention
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[Congregation program at Washington DC, USA]

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Gita 01.41 When the family is disrupted, the faith of the children is also devastated
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If someone gets a special service that we long for, how can we see that devotionally?
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struggle for existence
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Our existence is filled with struggles. It is because nature is designed in such a way that we are dependent on other beings for sustenance. Dependence requires cooperation and where there is no cooperation, there will be struggle. Struggle to align body and mind with health and well-being. Struggle to work as a community and prosper economically and socially. Struggle to ensure I am happy and everyone is happy in this world. As hard as we may try, unfortunately, mankind has never made everyone happy at all times. Therefore, we can say struggle for existence is a constant in this world.

As practitioners of bhakti, struggle takes a different meaning. It is not so much meant to conquer nature, and people and man-made systems to make ends meet but rather a struggle to tolerate the ever changing mind and try to fix the mind unto the Lotus Feet of Krishna. While it is necessary to do the needful in terms of satisfying the demands of the mind and body, however, it is more necessary to practice indifference to the movements of the mind and practice taking shelter of Krishna. This practice of seeking shelter will help us tame the turbulent mind and the more we humble our self to Krishna, the easier it will be to tame the mind or in other words be indifferent to the mind.

Struggling to take shelter of Krishna is the permanent solution that puts a full-stop to all struggles for material existence!

Hare Krishna


2018 GBC Midterm General Meeting Resolutions
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By the GBC

It is hereby resolved that Resolution 7.5.1.4 is amended as follows: 7.5.1.4 When a Suspended Guru May Be Rejected “A disciple of a suspended guru who has severely lost faith in his or her spiritual master, and is unable to regain faith, even after hearing many instructions in the matter, may take permission from the spiritual master for release to accept a different initiating guru. If the suspended guru is not willing to give permission, then the disciple may approach their local GBC representative and the Guru Services Committee, and present this desire to them. If the GBC representative is either the guru under suspension, or the guru the disciple wishes to be reinitiated by, then the Guru Services Committee will request another GBC member they feel is suitable to take up the matter. If the GBC member and the Guru Services Committee give their permission, the disciple may accept a different initiating guru.” Continue reading "2018 GBC Midterm General Meeting Resolutions
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On Disability
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Hinduism contains probably the most lucid exposition of the distinction between body, mind and soul; and it also asserts that each of us should have the opportunity to enjoy good health, the full span of life and the use of all our physical and mental faculties. These philosophical issues are often assumed to be opposing and, indeed, some individuals may be extreme in their personal outlook.

The hole in the heart
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The hole in the heart.
Sacinandana Swami: When something upsets us, we can remind ourselves: “Yes, this is the material world, and this is bound to happen. When a stone drops into water, it will get wet. When a soul drops into the material world, it will experience miseries. That is just the way it is; there is no way around it.”
At that time you need some spiritual orientation. You see, most of us act on the social level and add a little Krishna consciousness. “Oh yes, I have my friends, colleagues, projects, and so on. To these, I add Krishna.” But when you experience a setback you need to turn it around the other way. Take full shelter of Krishna because you are dysfunctional at that moment – you are highly disturbed.

I know of no better way of consciously taking shelter of Krishna and entering opening the sacred space where I feel His presence than reciting the Saranagati-prayers of Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura. You must do this, everyone! It will immediately act as a soothing balm for your misery, pain and insecurity: “Do I have a future? Does this make sense?” Pray to Krishna in the mood of a servant to a great soul like Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura and you will see… Krishna has been waiting for you the whole time. He is there immediately.

Srila Prabhupada also gave another solution: sit before the deities, look at them and chant. This is what he told some of his disciples who were disenchanted and suffering. Therefore, my dear devotees, just sit there alone, don’t interact, don’t smile at everyone who enters, just let it be you and Krishna and chanting, and the Lord will receive you immediately. Please understand that the only relationship where you can expect no disturbance is your relationship with Krishna. Should I say it again? The only relationship without disturbance, without misunderstandings, where you will always be accepted, is with Krishna. Really! We all have a God-shaped hole in our heart because we have left Krishna. We have torn ourselves away from Him, so a hole has appeared in our heart. And now we try to move heaven and hell through this hole to find completion and to heal it but only when we put Krishna there, will it be closed. We are missing Him; and nothing and no one else.

Exterior Marbling, Sandstone Windows and Waterproofing Progress
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Finishing work on the exterior of the temple continuous at full pace with marbling of the walls and Jaipur sandstone windows. Detailed decorative design work has also commenced in the Chatri Tower Wings. The waterproofing of the Utility Room is also almost complete, as are the Nrsimhadeva and Planetarium wings.

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“Krishna’s lifting of Govardhana Hill was the first time that the cowherd men and women all witnessed Krishna’s miraculous prowess. Previously, with the killing of Putana, Sakatasura, Trnavarta, Aghasura and Bakasura, the grownups didn’t believe that the little child Krishna had vanquished the demons. But they believed He was protected by Lord Vishnu. Krishna’s young cowherd boyfriends witnessed all the miracles, but the elders didn’t believe them, especially when the boys witnessed Krishna uprooting the twin Arjuna trees and delivering two demigods. The boys tried to convince the Vrajavasis of what had happened, but they were not believed. Govardhana, however, was different. The whole population of Vrndavana, with their cows, saw seven-year-old Krishna holding the hill on the pinkie of His left hand for seven days. They couldn’t deny that it was child Krishna holding up the hill.”
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Queen of the Night
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Queen of the Night.
Sacinandana Swami: A bush with the most fragrant flowers grows next to the room I stay in. It smells like a whole perfume shop. It is called the “Queen of the Night” because its flowers bloom and smell their best at night. Last week I offered one of the blossoms to the Deities. The next morning I noticed a miracle: although the night had passed, the “Queen of the Night” was still fresh and fragrant. It smelled as if the bush wanted to continue offering its flowers in the service of the Deities.

Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji’s Disappearance Day
Giriraj Swami

Today is the disappearance day of Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja. Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji was a great devotee—a maha-bhagavata. He was a disciple of Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura and was very renounced. He had lived for many years in Vrindavan, roaming the twelve forests, chanting the holy names of Krishna, eating by begging alms, and sleeping under trees. Later, after Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura discovered Lord Chaitanya’s birthplace in Mayapur, Srila Jagannatha dasa Babaji Maharaja, the siksa-guru of Bhaktivinoda Thakura and parama-guru of Gaurakisora dasa Babaji, instructed Gaurakisora to move to Navadvipa-dhama.

There Gaurakisora resided on the banks of the Ganges and practiced devotional service with intense devotion and renunciation. Because materialistic men would come and disturb him with their desires for mundane blessings (asirvada), the babaji began to stay by a municipal lavatory, where the filth and obnoxious smells would discourage unwanted visitors. There he would chant in peace—in ecstasy. He would beg alms and cook in discarded clay pots, or eat parched rice with green chilies, or just ingest Ganges mud. Sometimes he would collect the discarded cloth from the crematorium, wash it in Ganges water, and use it to cover himself. His only desire was to be absorbed in the mellow of the holy name—in Krishna consciousness.

Gaurakisora was a siksa disciple and intimate friend of Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura. The Thakura arranged a bhajana-kutira for him on the same property as Bhaktivinoda Thakura’s house in Godruma-dvipa. When the time came for Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakura to take diksa, Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura advised him to approach Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja. Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura was the father of Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati and his first instructor in the spiritual science, but the etiquette was that one would not take diksa from one’s biological father. So Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura sent him to Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja.

Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakura was highly literate. By the age of seven, he had memorized the entire Bhagavad-gita and could even explain its verses. He had a photographic memory, and in school he read all the books in the entire library. Just by reading them once, he could remember every word, and so the library purchased new books just for him. By the age of twenty-five, he had written numerous articles and published a book, Surya-siddhanta, for which he was awarded the title “Siddhanta Sarasvati.” So, he was highly educated and literate, whereas Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja was hardly educated or literate at all.

The first time Siddhanta Sarasvati approached Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja, the babaji refused to accept him. He didn’t directly say no, but he said, “I will ask Mahaprabhu.” When Siddhanta Sarasvati returned and told his father what had happened, Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura encouraged him to persevere: “You must go back and beg him with all humility and earnestness to accept you.” So, he went back, and Gaurakisora dasa Babaji again refused, saying, “Oh, I forgot to ask Mahaprabhu. I am so sorry.” When Siddhanta Sarasvati returned home, Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura was most upset. He knew that Gaurakisora dasa Babaji was a pure devotee, and he urged Siddhanta Sarasvati to persist; he again instructed his son to beg Gaurakisora for his mercy, and he added, “If you fail this time, don’t bother to come back home.”

So, Siddhanta Sarasvati left the house and went to the Ganges. He felt so hopeless, he thought he might as well just drown himself in the river. Just then, Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja appeared; he knew what was in his future disciple’s heart. Siddhanta Sarasvati just threw himself at the lotus feet of Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji in abject humility and complete surrender. Finally, Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji accepted him. Siddhanta Sarasvati had shown that he was free from any tinge of false pride even though he was so learned and literate and his guru was uneducated.

Srila Prabhupada remarked that Gaurakisora dasa Babaji was illiterate and could not even sign his name, yet he became the spiritual master of Sarasvati Thakura, the best scholar of his time. And thus he proved the statement of the Vedas:

yasya deve para bhaktir
  yatha-deve tatha gurau
tasyaite kathita hy arthah
  prakasante mahatmanah

“Only unto those great souls who have implicit faith in both the Lord and the spiritual master are all the imports of Vedic knowledge automatically revealed.” (Svetasvatara Upanisad 6.23)

Although Gaurakisora dasa Babaji was hardly educated or literate, learned scholars and public servants would approach him with their questions on Srimad-Bhagavatam and other shastras, and, with his realized knowledge, he would answer their questions to their full satisfaction. Sometimes devotees would read various scriptures for him and he would comment on them from his deep spiritual realization.

Still, out of his great humility, Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja refused to accept any disciples; Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakura was the only exception.

Gaurakisora dasa Babaji enjoined Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati never to go to Calcutta, which he considered “a bastion of Kali-yuga.” So Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati remained in Mayapur. In 1905 he took a vow to chant the Hare Krishna mantra a billion times. Residing in a grass hut near the birthplace of Lord Chaitanya, he chanted the Hare Krishna mantra day and night. He cooked rice once a day in an earthen pot (or just parched the rice in the sun) and ate nothing more. He slept on the ground, and when the rainwater leaked through the grass ceiling, he sat beneath an umbrella, chanting. Locked in a small room, he chanted japa day and night, day after day, month after month, year after year. Finally, when he had completed his quota, he felt that he was ready to come out and preach. And to preach he went to Calcutta.

In a talk at the Ardha-kumbha-mela in Allahabad, Srila Prabhupada raised the point that Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji had instructed Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati never to go to Calcutta but that everyone knows he went to Calcutta. So, Srila Prabhupada questioned whether Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati had disobeyed the orders of his spiritual master. “No!” Srila Prabhupada declared. “He was never in Calcutta; he was always in Vaikuntha!”

So, we pray to Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji:

namo gaura-kisoraya
  saksad-vairagya-murtaye
vipralambha-rasambodhe
  padambhujaya te namah

He is saksad-vairagya-murtaye, the personification of renunciation (vairagya); and vipralambha-rasambodhe, always merged in the ocean of the mellow of separation from Krishna (vipralambha-rasa). Padambhujaya te namah: “I offer my respectful obeisances unto his lotus feet.”

That was the mood of Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja: he was always merged in that nectarean ocean of devotion in separation, and he had no care for his body or for anything material—just hari-nama.

He wrote a beautiful song that is completely in the mood of Raghunatha dasa Gosvami. It is said that of the Six Gosvamis, Raghunatha dasa was the most attached to the service of Srimati Radharani—that he had the most intense desire to serve Srimati Radharani—and Gaurakisora dasa Babaji wrote a beautiful song in that mood. He begins with a refrain: kotai go premamayi, radhe radhe, radhe radhe—“Where is Radha, so full of love? Radhe, Radhe, Radhe, Radhe!” Then he proceeds to express the mood of Raghunatha dasa Gosvami in separation from Radharani, desiring and aspiring for Her service.

When Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja left this world, there was some dispute over what would happen to his body. His samadhi would of course become an important place of pilgrimage, and some of the heads of the local Vaishnava centers saw this as an opportunity to raise money—for their mathas and even for their own sense gratification. Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati ran to the site, but when he arrived, some of the local babajis objected: “He is not a sannyasi; how can he give samadhi to such an exalted and renounced personality?” But Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati responded forcefully: “I am the only disciple of Babaji Maharaja, and although I have not accepted sannyasa, I am a celibate brahmachari, not secretly addicted to abominable habits or involved with illicit activities. Who among you can say that in the last year he had no sex or illicit contact with a woman? Please step forward.” Everyone was silent. Then he challenged, “Who has refrained for the last six months?” Everyone was silent. Next, “For the last three months?” Again, silence. “For the last one month?” Silence. “The last three days?” Still silence. They had been exposed and humbled. Not one of the babajis was fit to even touch the transcendental form of Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja, and one by one they walked away.

Even then there remained some question about how to handle the body, which was still lying on the ground. Out of his great humility, Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja had instructed that when he departed, his body should be dragged through the streets of Navadvipa so that it would be bathed in the dust from the feet of the Vaishnavas who had walked the holy ground of the dhama. So, some of the townspeople proposed to take the body and drag it through the streets of Navadvipa. Such fools! Such rascals! But Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakura stopped them. “Although we are fools and offenders,” he said, “still we can try to understand the true meaning of Babaji Maharaja’s humble request. After the departure of Thakura Haridasa, Lord Chaitanya Himself took the spiritually blissful body of the Thakura on His lap and danced. Following the divine example of Mahaprabhu, let us also bear Babaji Maharaja’s blissful body on our own heads.”

So, Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati took charge of the body and placed it in samadhi on the western side of the Ganges, across from Mayapur. In time, the river’s course changed and its waters threatened the area of the samadhi. So Srila Bhaktisiddhanta brought the samadhi to Mayapur, to his matha. There he had created a replica of Vrindavan, with tamala trees and kadamba trees, with Syama-kunda and Radha-kunda, and with a small Govardhana Hill made of govardhana-silas. Most appropriately, he placed the new samadhi by the side of Radha-kunda, and that is where the transcendental remains of Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji still rest today. One can go there and pray to him and feel his presence and get his mercy.

Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji Maharaja is an ocean of mercy (all pure Vaishnavas are). I pray that he will help me to chant the holy name, to chant with taste. When I prayed to him earlier—and this may just be my speculation—I imagined that he said, “You must give up your offenses.” Then I was thinking, “What offenses?” And then I imagined that he answered, “You must chant with attention.”

Of course, Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura does state that inattentive chanting is the root of all other offenses and that, conversely, attentive chanting will destroy all the other offenses. “But how do I do that?” I asked. And the answer came: “You must try. You just have to make the effort.” And I suppose that is always the process—that we make our honest effort and depend on the mercy of the acharyas and Krishna.

In my case, however, my chanting sometimes becomes such a routine that I do not even make the effort to hear every word or every mantra. I just do it. I just go through the motions. So, I guess that is my challenge, my special order—to chant with attention.

Devotees often raise the question of chanting with quality. When on a morning walk a disciple asked Srila Prabhupada, “How can we chant with quality?” Prabhupada replied, “The quality will come. For now, just chant as a matter of duty; chant your sixteen rounds. When the quality comes, there will be no force. You will have taste, and spontaneously you will desire, ‘Why sixteen rounds? Why not sixteen thousand rounds?’ Rupa Gosvami desired, ‘How shall I chant with one tongue and hear with two ears? Had I billions of tongues and trillions of ears, then I could relish chanting.’ ”

Srila Prabhupada said that quality means asakti, attachment, and that Chaitanya Mahaprabhu showed this quality: “Sunyayitam jagat sarvam govinda-virahena me: ‘Oh, I do not see Govinda. The whole world is vacant.’ Sunyayitam jagat sarvam govinda-virahena me. This is quality.” When one feels viraha-bhava, when one feels separation from Radha and Krishna, one is chanting with quality.

 Srila Gaurakisora dasa Babaji is an ocean of mercy, and we pray for his grace.

Hare Krishna.

[A talk by Giriraj Swami on Gaurakisora dasa Babaji’s disappearance day, November 22, 2004, Dallas]

Vrndavana Braj Parikrama – Day 3
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Written by Rukmini dd

It rains in Vrndavana. The Vrndavana rains are purifying. Maharaja pops his head into the bus  apologising for the weather and the delay, and announces a change of plans. Today we will go to Govardhana. Jai Giriraj!

The famous sandstone domes of Kusum Sarova come into vision. A bustle of pilgrims in the parikrama path intermingle with monkeys, cows, rickshaws and mobile sugar cane juice stalls but we leave the hustle for the highest platform: the porch outside the memorial temple built by the Jat kings from Bharatpur. They had defended Vrndavana from the mogul attack. “Devotees sacrificed their lives to protect devotees,” Maharaja said.

Our large group spills into the shade temple. The resident priest opens its doors to create more space but Maharaja stays on the porch where he can gaze out at the deep waters in the Vrndavana morning sun. He needs the vitamin D, is what he keeps saying. Instantaneously, there are gifts! Mahaprasadam from Udhhava’s temple and an impressive Radha Kunjabihari gift pack from the adjacent temple. A gentle breeze carries the mangalacaran as it echoes off the sandstone.

“So peaceful in the morning at Kusum Sarovar. Here, the gopis collect flowers and Srimati Radharani makes her vaijayanti garland that falls below Krsna’s knee with five types of flowers in a different arrangement each day.” The ever-fresh nature of Vrndavana.

With the change in the parikrama schedule, Maharaja has to shift his meditation which had been “all Nrsimha Nrsimha” to Govardhana. Finally it rests at a firm favourite of his: Uddhava.

Uddhava was Krsna’s cousin and close friend, so much so that he even looked like Krsna and they had their own code language. However, the main purpose of Uddhava’s existence was to be a messenger; first to the gopis and then later he would carry the message of the Uddhava Gita when Krsna left. Yet this purpose was not very clear in the beginning. Maharaja made a parallel with his own life and how he thought that he would spend his entire life serving in Vrndavana. “You can’t have it all mapped out in the beginning. Krsna’s plan unfolds…there will be surprises on the way.” Another messenger, I thought.

He retells the metaphor that compares our life to a house. We expect Krsna to come in and make some changes to make it better for us to live in but lately Krsna is tearing the whole house apart and rebuilding it so that he can live there.

His second meditation: Was Uddhava was an outsider in Vrndavana? And what are we doing in Vrndavana? Do we belong here amidst all this devotion? Yet it was Uddhava’s desire that took him to Vrndavana. Maharaja zones in on the point that it is only our lack of desire that makes spiritual life an austerity.

We stop at the Uddhava temple to take darshan of the blue hued Uddhava with the Bhagavatam in hand and then pause at the banks of the kund for breakfast with gentle splatters of rain, before setting off again.

We pause for a quick darshan of Sri Sri Radha Kunjabihari – very sweet silas of Radha and Krsna. This is where Krsna plaits Srimati Radharani’s hair and she holds up a mirror to see him. Crossing the road, we reach Narada-kund which houses a life-sized brass deity of Krsna sitting cross-legged and Srimati Radharani looking at him, with her arm on his.

Narada-kund is a large green expanse of water with sandy banks and tall trees that stoop to touch the sacred water. After dipping into Kusum Sarova and emerging in a gopi form to enter into the rasa lila, Narada resided here to write the Narada Bhakti Sutra. It is a book that Srila Prabhupada began translating and Satsvarupa Maharaja finished. Maharaja reads the words of Narada on the basic but essential definitions of bhakti.

“We cannot just mechanically chant our rounds and mechanically serve. At some point, we have to develop some appreciation for Krsna. I am not the most learned but I’m trying in this parikrama for us to develop a little bit of love of God, a little appreciation for Krsna.”

An important principle that Maharaja inculcates is that when we come to the holy places we should offer something because we cannot come to Vrndavana with the mood of just taking. Just as his mother often said, “Never leave the room empty handed.” (Carry some dishes out)  Similarly we should not go to a temple empty handed.

Onward towards the markets of Govardhana, we go to Manasi Ganga. As gaudiya vaishnavas, we offer our obeisances at Sanatana Goswami’s bhajan kutir before briefly settling at the stairs of the Haridev temple.

The gates are locked. In the hallway of the Haridev temple, Lord Caitanya had danced in ecstasy. In Vrndavana, Lord Caitanya’s display of love for Krsna exceeded all boundaries. He embraces Govardhana in tears, jumps in the Yamuna and finds no reason to get out. As if on cue, the gates to the temple open. We are unable to see the deities but we do get to bow down in that sacred hallway. “Collect the dust, collect the dust,” Maharaja urges. “Maybe we will get a little taste in our spiritual life. And what will one drop of taste not do for us?”

It has been a pleasant change of plans with stolen glances of Sri Govardhana.

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