Why is it that when someone tells you that there are over a billion stars in the universe, you believe them, but if they tell you there is wet paint somewhere, you have to touch it to make sure?
Why is it that when someone tells you that there are over a billion stars in the universe, you believe them, but if they tell you there is wet paint somewhere, you have to touch it to make sure?
Here's a link to the Canberra web site with pictures of Devamrta Swami and myself performing the yajna in which Manoj now Madhava Seva was initiated. Madhava Seva was living in Melbourne before he went to Canberra a couple of years ago. Jagannatha Balarama and Subhadra look very happy in Canberra.
We are neither male nor female for at core we are spiritual souls, whereas our gender refers only to our shell, the physical body. Our spiritual identity is eternal, our gender is transient.
According to the Bhagavad Gita, we attain in our next life a body as per the thought that predominates our consciousness at the last moment of this life. "
In the last Vedicsoc session before the christmas break we talked about the controversial topic of human origins.
I talked about the established theory of Charles Darwin and why it (seemingly) makes a lot of sense. We then watched a part of the Mysterious Origins of Man documentary and I gave examples of some other archeological discoveries and so-called paranormal physical phenomena from Michael Cremo’s books: Hidden History of the Human Race and Human Devolution: a Vedic alternative to Darwin’s theory
We then discussed why the concept of the “knowledge filter” which prevents idea that radically contradict established ideas from being taken seriously. People naturally think:
“Modern humans, millions of years old? No, that is clearly impossible, otherwise I would have learnt about it in school. There must be some mistake. Let me ignore the evidence.”
We concluded by discussing the Vedic alternative explanation: humans aren’t ascended apes, instead we are actually fallen angels. The Vedas contain detailed genealogical records documenting human origins from “angels” (sophisticated living entities living on other planets and/or in other dimensions). But those are just absurd children’s stories, right … ?
The result: (much to my surprise) everyone attending the session agreed. “Wow, yes, the Vedic version makes a lot more sense.”
On or about January 8th, 2007, the eastbound lane of the Interstate 70 (I-70) tunnel in Wheeling will close completely for 6 months. The westbound tunnel will remain open.
This will not effect tourist travel to New Vrindaban as that comes on 1-470, which bypasses the tunnel. It will effect devotees doing local errands in Wheeling. Plan your route for town trips accordingly.
(a Christmas tale)
by Chaitanya dasa
“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lull’d in these flowers with dances and delight.”
from ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (2.1.255-60)
“I know a bank where the pine sol blows,
where plastic flowers loom and green greed grows,
Quite over-canopied with officious guards
With sour faced looks and belly lards.
There sleeps America in these days of night,
Lull’d in plastic flowers with dances of fright.”
From ‘An early 21st century daymare’
Such is the phenomenon of so-called advancement of civilization. The aromatic scene transcribed by Shakespeare has ‘evolved’ into an excruciating episode in the lobby of a bank a bit more familiar. Thus we can understand the sickly sweet fate of modern people, lost amidst myriad machines meant for multiplication of titillation; perfectly crafted to strike dead-center the bullseye of our senses. The stereos are louder, the TV’s bigger, video games slicker, houses quicker, cars easier, food faster, sex better, drugs cooler-and happiness shallower; satisfaction rarer; depression deeper; and relationships crueler. I dare not even speak of the fate of love.
Word on the street is that we have reached unprecedented levels of advancement; and it is only getting better. Take for example this computer perched in front of me, hypnotically gazing with its one square eye, beckoning me at every moment to wrap up tighter in the crooked confines of the inter-net. Meanwhile the black widow-er lurks. He has ever so craftily laced his world-wide-web with little drops of honey, intoxicating the helpless victims of their own desires for selfish sense gratification. Oh how easy it is to catch your prey, when they are madly running after the trap! The madness of material infatuation having drowned their good reason, there is little they won’t do to get one whiff of the plastic flowers.
What are the plastic flowers? Some of you may by now have guessed (though still you are only half way there). In the meantime let’s catch the rest up to speed:
Aside from the obvious, plastic flowers are icons of an era of fake. The bill of modern culture is perfectly fit by these scent-less pieces of petrol. We have traded in the wholesome beauty, the simple elegance of days of yore for the amplified glitter and fleeting flash of modern life.
When is the last time you smelled a real flower? Saw a real sunset? Deeply inhaled the crisp air of wilderness? Experienced the luscious sweetness of fresh picked fruit?
Even the ‘real’ flowers don’t smell any more. Their genetically modified petals no longer possess the pleasurable palette of olfactory hues artfully cast by their au-natural ancestors. Sunsets have become smog-sets. As long as the air doesn’t have too many chemicals in it we think ‘quite good’. Fruit is not only tasteless, but now even poisonous. But hey, it looks good, right? Such is the shallow world in which we live.
Everywhere we look we see plastic flowers. We seek pleasure in that which falsely advertises pleasurable scents, but - senseless - we just smell harder and faster. Unwilling, or not able, to acknowledge our own stupidity, we continue digging for water in the desert. As we become ever thirstier with each scoop of sand, death beckons with open arms.
What will it take to graduate from this plastic culture, this plastic consciousness? When will we realize that we are surrounded by limitless permutations of plastic flowers, fragrant with the smell of death? When will we seek out the life giving scents of the genuine blooms, carefully hidden by the web-master?
There can be no love between people and plastic. Love lives only in the realm of life, of deep human relation. As the body is thirsty for water, so is the soul millions of times thirstier for love. It is its sustenance; its nourishment. There is no love in the world of artificiality and exploitation. Yet they insist it is advanced. They say we are so much more fortunate then the ‘primitives’ of old. To that I pose this famous question (since it is Christmas): ‘what profiteth a man who gains the whole world at the expense of his soul?’
As we traverse this harsh and sparkly landscape of death, let us be beacons of life and love. As one single lighthouse can liberate countless ships from the merciless waves of a stormy sea, each and every sincere soul willing to tread the path of love and service will on his way illuminate the lives of innumerable others lost in this sea of plastic flowers, desperately searching for some real scents. If you really want to help people, make this your aim, your charity to all. Without love, without meaning, without happiness and satisfaction, what is the use of food, freedom, or justice? All of these are very easily washed away by the waves of the ocean of despair. In this holiday season commemorating the birth of one of the brightest beacons in the history of the world, in this season of giving, and in honor of the wonderful gifts he made to all of mankind, lets deeply consider these essential truths. If after careful consideration you find in them validity, please take them into your heart and make them a part of your life. Become a brilliantly blazing beacon of compassion and love. You will not regret it.
“With every year it becomes harder and harder to see Christmas through its wrappings.”
-E.B. White
After a nice Christmas Party in Ireland and a quick tour of the third GOVINDA"S which will soon open in January, I am in Berlin and have uploaded 133 photos to my yahoo photos page. You will see the powerful Adi Karta Prabhu distributing books and some nice photos of the Deities in London and Ireland. There are also some photos of the famous LONDON SOHO harinam.
I will be writing a little more soon.
I have so many things I want to say, but cannot get the words right. Then I find that some great devotee has already said it in a much superior way.
The following is from Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura in his SRI HARI KALPA LATIKA,chapter one.
15
kim ca --
tad-dasa hara-narada-prabhrtayah ko ‘ham varakah sisuh
papas ceti hriya mukunda-bhajana-tyagam vrtha makrthah
sarveso ‘pi durasado ‘pi karuna-sindhuh subandhuh satam
bhaktyaiva svapacan apiha vasagah svenanugrhnati sah
TRANSLATION
O human beings, do not feel ashamed and give up the service of Sri Krsna, thinking that great personalities like Lord Brahma and Lord Siva are His servants, so how will I, an insignificant, sinful person, become eligible to worship Him? Although He is the Lord of everyone and rarely attained, He is an ocean of mercy and the friend of the devotees. He is controlled only by devotional service, and through His devotees, He bestows mercy even upon the dog-eaters.
16
na vedair nagamair yogair na tapobhir na karmabhih
bhaktyaiva kevalam grahyo yogi-mrgyah parat parah
TRANSLATION
He is never obtained through the study of the Vedas or literatures in pursuance of the Vedic version, mystic yoga, austerities, or fruitive activities. Rather, the Supreme Personality of Godhead, who is the object of the yogis' meditation, is understood only by devotional service.
17
tatha hi
sarva-dharma-vihino‘pi nadhita-nigamagamah
lebhe yad-bhakti-matrena dhruvah sarvottamam padam
TRANSLATION
Still, the great devotee Dhruva attained the highest abode of the Lord simply by devotional service, even though he had not practiced religious principles or studied the Vedic literatures.
18
sakama-matya bhajatam atad-vidam
bhakta-priyah kama-nivartakam nrnam
datte ghanananda-dugham padambujam
pita midasvadi-sisoh sitam iva
TRANSLATION
When a child eats clay his father takes the clay away and gives him sweets. Similarly the Supreme Lord's lotus feet take lust away and give spiritual bliss to ambitious devotees who are ignorant of His glories. He is always affectionate to His devotees.
19
duscestita ye ‘pi aravindanabham
kvacid bhajante jana-ranjanartham
tathapi te tasya padam labhante
pritya bhajantah kim u sadhu-silah
TRANSLATION
Sinful persons who seldom worship Lord Sri Hari, and do so only to please common people, also attain His lotus feet. What to speak of the benefit received by saintly devotees who worship Him with love.
20
TEXT
kamena para-pidabhir yo dambhenapi sevitah
tarayaty eva tan sarvan ko dayalur atah parah
TRANSLATION
Who is more merciful than Him? He delivers His servants even if they serve Him with material desires, pride, or with a desire to harass others.
21
avihita-sukrto ‘pi yo vidhatte
salila-dalair api tat-pade saparyam
tam anu sakala-dharmikaira labhyam
nija-padam eva da dati bhakta-bandhuh
TRANSLATION
If one, without performing any pious activities, simply worships His lotus feet with water and tulasi leaves, Lord Sri Hari, who is the friend of the devotees, awards His lotus feet to such a person. His lotus feet are rarely attained by persons who are expert in performing religious activities.
22
sukrta-sata-juso ‘pi yogino ‘pi
sriyam anusevayato ‘pi bhakti-hinan
na bhajati bhajatam satam adhinah
kim iti krpalum amum bhajen na lokah
TRANSLATION
The Lord does not give His mercy to the yogis, or rich persons who are devoid of devotional service. He is controlled by the love of His devotees. Therefore, why will the human beings not serve such a merciful Lord?
23
dharman asesan api yo vihayabhajed ananyo hari-pada-padmam
dattva padam murdhni sudharmikanam sa eva tad-dhama sukhad upaiti
TRANSLATION
One who abandons all religious duties and simply serves the lotus feet of Lord Hari with full attention, can climb to the abode of Lord Hari by stepping on the heads of the most pious people.
24-25
yasya bhakti-pradipo hi sada snehena dipitah
nihsesam nasayaty eva karma-dhvanta-samuccayam
bhava-davanalair dagdhan kas tratum saktiman bhavet
rte dina-daya sindhum tam ananda-sudhambudhim
TRANSLATION
The light from His oil lamp of affection continuously illuminates one's devotional service and completely destroys the darkness of ignorance. Who other than Lord Sri Hari, who is the ocean of mercy and nectarean bliss, will deliver persons who are burnt by the fire of material existence?
26
hari-pada-bhajanecchur indriyaugham
dhrti-matiman vijayate durjayarim
sama-dama-niyamair yamaih svadharmair
nahi paravan sukha-sadhane samarthah
TRANSLATION
Persons who are patient, intelligent, and desiring to worship the lotus feet of Lord Hari easily defeat the senses, which are like unconquerable enemies. On the other hand, persons who are controlled by their senses cannot obtain any happiness even by peacefulness, self-control, austerity, or by following the principles of varnasrama-dharma.
27
hari-pada-bhajane pathi pravrtto
nijam api karma vivarjayet pravrttam
anudinam anusilayen nivrttam
na bhavati yavad ihesvara-prakasah
TRANSLATION
Persons engaged on the path of worshiping Lord Hari should give up fruitive activities prescribed for their particular varna and asrama. They should continue to regularly perform activities without any material desire until they fully realize the Supreme Lord.
28
kim castu krsna-mahima-tatparayanasyapi mahima
katham apivaktum na sakyata ity aha --
sa eva virah sa hi sastra-veda-vit
sa eva dhanyah sukrtah sa eva hi
sa eva laksmya svayam eva mrgyate
sa uttamo yo hari bhaktim asritah
TRANSLATION
What to speak of describing Lord Krsna's glories, even the glories of His devotees cannot be fully described. In this regard the author says:
One who has accepted the process of devotional service to Lord Hari is glorious, most pious, a hero, the knower of all the sastras, the best of all people, and personally searched after by Laksmidevi.
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I usually test whether or not I'm "on track" with my Krishna Consciousness by comparing my preaching and thinking with the topics that my spiritual master covers when he visits. Generally in the weeks or months before his visit I'll be talking about the same things that he touches on when he comes. This time I wasn't so in sync with his thinking, but I was completely blown away by the class that His Holiness Prahladananda Swami gave when he arrived in Brisbane. It's almost like he has been listening to the Red Hill Conversations Podcast.
Afterwards I spoke with Maharaja and told him: "It's uncanny - these are exactly the topics we've been discussing over these past months". And he replied: "Well, we're reading the same books, so you'd hope so..."
As the saying goes - "Confirmed". :-)
Here it is in all its smack down on vaccination, fluoride, and modern medicine / pharmaceutical industry glory:
His Holiness Prahladananda Swami - Cow Protection Solves All Economic Problems (mp3, 62 mins, 56 MB)
H H Radhanath Swami Maharaj
COMING HOME
by B.C
Leaving home coming home
Leaving Mother and Father to see mother and father
Different and non-different
One and the same
Feels like forever
But old-habits just the same
But this home is everywhere
Like fire in wood
The Lord is everywhere
And your service to him is unlimited.
Going home coming home
Only the mercy of your lotus feet keeps me absorbed.
Greetings from the glove-shaped apparatus that is the state of Michigan. For this young bhatka, the first trip back into the material world was a bit of a slap in the face. More like a solid jab straight into my now broken nose. So far, staring straight up at the mountain-top where true Krsna consciousness resides, I am just scaling the first stalagmites below. Enthusiasm dulled, confidence a mask, and my patience a string blowing in the wind. I take a step ahead, my mind firmly somewhere else in maya’s grasp, and find nothing with my foot, falling forward to land straight on my scarred hand and knees. Too much
false humility…..this instant karma is getting you.
I wanted to go home after being at Home for such a short time leaving with the feeling that I must return to New Vrindavan, not that I have to. I certainly am feeling that heavy separation, the weight of wasted time that must be made up. I long for the association of devotees of all shapes, manners, and sizes. I know I literally can’t survive without it. My creeper has been stepped on, by my own foot, but as far as I can tell it’s still bouncing back up, slowly.
As I strive to share my own brand-new experiences in KC to as a service to You, the wonderful devotees of New Vrindavan and all other soldier-children of Krsna who come to our website, I hope whatever naive stumbles and flat out flags of false-ego that I fly might help you to examine your own anarthas in a better light.
Please feel free to respond to this week’s piece with your own experiences as a brand-new devotee. I’m going to be selfish and say I am hoping for these personal memories of yours as a way to shed some air upon my own current struggles.
A devotee cannot survive without proper association. A devotee should always beg and seek for such association.
Keepin it somewhat real (still 16 rounds every day!)
from Harper Woods, Michigan
seein ya soon
your humble servant
Bhatka-Chris
Listen to this song for a real description of love and "so called" love...Byron Bay Beach Rathayatra Day Programme Detail, Friday 5th January, 2007
Devotee’s are to assemble in the park on the corner of Johnson St and Bay St, ( across from the Beach Hotel ) by 12:30pm, Rathayatra start at 12:45pm. The parade will proceed along the Beach taking out Lord Jagannatha, Baladeva and Subhadra on the Palanquin’s. All devotees’s should leave for the Rathayatra by 11:30am. Following the Beach Parade, a program will be held back at the Temple at 4:30pm.
I've created a new page with links to my published articles on it. It's accessible from the articles tab at the top of the Atma Yogi homepage, and directly here.
Here are the contents of that page so far:
By Lokadhyaksa dasaWe're publishing a newsletter for and by the vaisnava children (3-13). The goal is to encourage our children to write, draw, paint and engage in the process of Brhad-mrdanga from an early age. So far we have published 8 issues. They can be viewed and downloaded (in pdf)
By Revati Ramana dasaWe are happy to bring you the news about the opcoming opening festival of Sri Sri Radha Govinda Asta Sakhi Giriraja Lotus temple complex which will begin on 29 januari and end at the 1 febr in the presence of most GBC members and many Yatra’s worldwide.
By Bhurijana dasaHare Krsna. A cow and her calf near the Yamuna River, who soothes and sweetens the atmosphere of Vrindaban. Indeed, when Krsna and Balarama along with the Vrajavasis first left Gokula to entered Vrindaban, they too felt the highest satisfaction as They saw her.
By Madana mohana dasIn the course of an unrelated research I have just happened to learn of one important, albeit rarely known fact about gunja-malas -- those necklaces of scarlet-and-black or/and white glossy seeds that are widely used in Govardhana-sila worship as representing Srimati Radharani.
By the GBC task force team membersIn a recent positive development, ISKCON’s GBC has constituted a task force charged with identifying and rectifying abuse of women. Domestic violence, sexual assault and other atrocities may take place in any organization, so following on their bold approach of openly addressing past problems of child abuse, ISKCON’s leaders have taken a step toward healing rather than hiding injuries to ISKCON’s female members. Srila Prabhupada reminded his followers that we are not this body. Based on the intricacies of karmic reaction, a soul can change from male body in one lifetime to female body in the next. Srila Prabhupada was unique among his peers in engaging women in active preaching, basing assignments on ability and not just gender. By valuing the soul, not the bodily dress, Srila Prabhupada taught us that all devotees are to be cherished.
by Kaunteya das
I just came for a lesson by Srimati Mataji, part of the three-session workshop "Making Friends with the Holy Name."
One of the first activities was to chant a couple of songs from Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura, two recognized "anthems" of Nama-hatta preaching: Nadiya Godrume (describing how Lord Nityananda established the market of the holy name, and the fundamental teachings related to it) and The Song of the Broker (announcing the good news and dynamics of the market of the holy name).
This helped me to remember that, after all, all we are doing ("we" in the extended sense of all the preachers, congregational developers, and the very few Congregational Development Ministry workers) is to facilitate people get the full benefit of the holy name, to advance from sraddha to prema through the chanting of the Hare Krishna maha-mantra.
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