I was listening to a lecture by a devotee about chanting Japa the other day. She brought up what I consider to be a great idea for chanting.
By Murari DasAny sincere practicing member of ISKCON will be greatly inspired by the large number of senior devotees and Prabhupad disciples who have been attending the successive festivals over the years.
By Sita Pati DasTo help strengthen our mrdanga playing culture, I have produced a book with 50 bonafide mrdanga beats in it. These beats are all notated using a "tablature-style" notation.
By Jusaniya devi dasiWith the assistance of HG Mitravinda dasi, the Board of Directors for Vaisnavas CARE is in the process of organizing and decorating one room in the Gita Nagari Farm building to be used for terminally ill devotees.
By Sri Nanda - nandana dasThis is a step by step process for affecting the villages of India to become a part of the spiritual revolution that could be developed across the country. Why worry about the villages? The 2001 census showed that India’s population has gone past the 1 billion mark.
By Ekalavya dasJagannatha Rathayatra was certainly the biggest shobha yatra (spiritual parade) in the history of Solapur. Thousands packed the streets as throngs of devotees pulled the ropes of Lord Jagannatha's cart, waved flags and danced and chanted in the kirtan.
By Sankirtana DasThen Prufrock heard the sound of a sankirtana party coming down the street. Drums, cymbals, Hare Krishna. His mind was terrified. This was all too much for him. Wanting to avoid the Krishnas, again he fled, and this time he went for a calming walk on the beach.
We continue the Motown tradition, Prabhupada-style, as the fired up devotees of Detroit bum-rush the annual Hash Bash in Ann Arbor with some souped-up harinama!
HG Gopal Prabhu...ready to rock

Haribollllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!
HG Srinivasa Prabhu plays the Aindra Model Harmonium (the Jimi Hendrix Strat of Harmoniums)...signed by Aindra Prabhu himself (I witnessed this!)


HARIBOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!Words and music by Devananda Pandit das
The god with four faces
And Shiva the greatest
Along with innumerable sages
Came to the dungeon
And offered their prayers
To Krishna the lord of all ages.
” You are true to your vow
And You sure do know how
To protect the gentle and pious.
You descend to this world
In Your primeval form
To instruct living beings in the highest.”
“When the pure hearted meet
To reflect on your feet
The ocean of grief turns to nothing.
And when others go
On the path that is shown
They can easily cross over that ocean.”
“You reveal Your face
By your own special grace
To eradicate all speculations
About what you say
Who You are where You stay
And how You fulfill Your intentions.”
copyright 2001 Denis Moreau
No, not the Chowpatty temple in Mumbai, India that started as a satellite temple of New Vrindaban, but a vegetarian restaurant in Arlington Heights, Illinois, a suburb of Chicago. My aunt took me and two of her grandsons there for lunch when I was visiting. This was like a vegetarian dies and went to heaven — the menu, included on their website was 26 pages long, including the South Indian fare you would expect, plus North Indian, Mexican, Mideastern, Italian, American, and Mexican vegetarian dishes.
One of her grandsons was studying India in social studies where the concept of reincarnation had been introduced, so we got a chance to discuss karma over lunch.
Tante Ruth (tante is Norwegian for aunt), had come to the gourd show and picked me up. I knew I didn’t have the stamina to be there all weekend so going to her house was more relaxing for me.
Besides the blood bond, we have another. Her husband left his body from liver cancer the same day I had my transplant. I hadn’t seen her since then so we had a chance to share our stories.
The best part of the trip was two of her grandsons had indoor soccer games so I got a chance to see them play (Soccer sampradaya ki jaya!). I wore my indoor soccer shoes and was ready to sub in if necessary but apparently 58 year olds aren’t allowed to play in youth games, even if that is the level I could be competitive on.
Saturday Tante Ruth went to a benefit for Creg Mortenson, author of “Three Cups of Tea: One Man’s Mission to Promote Peace . . . One School at a Time” so I had dinner with my cousin Kirsten. He has started 55 schools in Pakistan and Afghanistan and continues to raise funds for more, a much superior alternative to military intervention in the war against terrorism, IMHO.
An interesting side note is that when he was getting started he used a computer in the then current San Fransisco ISKCON temple to write his first fund raising letter.
It was fun at my cousins because because she has three boys, 9,10, and 12 years old. That is an energy i don’t get to be around much anymore. We talked about all sorts of things, including vegetarianism and karma. Her husband coaches youth soccer so that was an instant bond as I did so for 10 years. She made a vegan dinner with a baked tofu entree anyone would have liked.
Not one but two interesting synchronicities happened while I was there.
The first was that I had recently watched a documentary recommended to me by Bhimasena called “The Real Dirt On Farmer John.” It’s a good movie for anyone trying to understand the dynamics of contemporary farming, but also interesting even as a human interest story. It is about a farmer who started a Community Supported Agriculture (CSA). It turns out my cousin had been a member of the CSA so was familiar with the Farmer John story.
The second was that a neighbor of hers stopped by with a gallon of Maxicrop. He was an old friend of hers she went all through school with. It turns out that Maxicrop is his family’s business. We have been using this in New Vrindaban forever as it is very useful in horticulture. Besides providing micro nutrients, it helps with transplant shock and gives some frost hardiness to tender plants. Any organic gardener would be well advised to have some Maxicrop on hand. It was interesting to put a face to the product.
All in all, it was a very pleasant visit, ended by me taking a train to rejoin Vidya back at the gourd show.
FYI, Madhu found this link to the website of the TV station that interviewed Vidya at the show.

Megfelelő vezetők nélkül nem működhet jól egy társadalom. Lecke a SB.4.13.48-49. verseiről.
We encourage you to send in your questions to Maharaja now that he’s back in Hungary and on his normal schedule. / Bíztatunk, hogy küldd a kérdéseidet Maharajának, visszatért Magyarországra és a szokásos napirendjéhez.
A king should treat his children like subjects and his subjects like children.
The local Pitjantjatjara people call this great landmark Uluru. It's just a few hundred kilometres from Alice Springs, though I didn't have time to visit; but I thought I'd include it here to show you what sort of desolate terrain lies in the central region of Australia.
Uluru is one of Australia's most recognisable natural icons. The world-renowned sandstone formation stands 348 m (1,142 ft) high (863 m/2,831 ft above sea level) with most of its bulk below the ground, and measures 9.4 km (5.8 miles) in circumference.
Uluru is an inselberg, literally "island mountain", an isolated remnant left after the slow erosion of an original mountain range. A variety of Aboriginal legends account for the existence of Uluru and its many cracks and fissures. One tells of serpent beings who waged many wars around Uluru, scarring the rock. After one such great battle, the earth itself rose up in grief at the bloodshed, becoming Uluru.
It is often reported that those who take rocks from the formation will be cursed and suffer misfortune. But I digress...
I couldn't resist posing with Oscar (Wild) the 3-month old pet Joey (baby kangaroo) that 'belongs' to our Saturday hosts Greg and Jenny. Oscar was rescued from the back of a 'ute' belonging to some local indiginous Alice residents. Oscar's mother had been shot, and Oscar, who was a tiny little fur-ball in his mother's pouch at the time was destined to become live dogfood were it not for an offering of $10 to spare his life.
Oscar, who drinks milk from a baby's bottle, thinks Jenny (below, pink top, white apron) is his mother and follows her everywhere; but by the time he reaches puberty in 9 months or so he will be set free, since after all, he is a wild animal. By then he will be very comfortable with humans, which might be his ultimate downfall; he may indeed meet the same fate as his mother. Such is the cycle of life. One living being is food for another.
Here's our Saturday crew posing in the back yard of Greg and Jenny's house.
Kevin and Tracey are absorbed in watching Anna meticulously slice cabbage for our North Indian Cabbage, Coconut and Peanut Salad (Kobi Pachadi).
Finally, the big lunch. And big it was! We always cook enormous amounts of food at my classes. I just can't help it. 'Generous', I think the word is.
Day #2 found us cooking a whole new selection at Cliff's place with a completely different crew. Cliff is absorbed in steaming a wonderful combination that will become 'Gujarati Green-Bean and Coconut Salad'.
And another groaning table brought us to the end of my third tour of duty in Alice.
Om Tat Sat.
By Sastra DanaMy name is Dharmasetu Dasa. I am a disciple of Srila Prabhupada. I joined in Boston in 1973 and I came here to San Diego in 1977 for a visit and never went back. I've served here at this temple in many different positions: Head Pujari, Temple President, Bhakta Director for about eight years.
by course@ultimateselfrealization.com at April 10, 2008 02:30 AM
Nitai posted a comment with some mrdanga beats written out in tab form for learning.
He asks: "Why hasn't it been done before?"
Actually, it has. My 2001 book "The Art and Science of Harinam Sankirtan Yajña" contains 50 beats all tabbed out for your learning pleasure.

I'll start making video podcasts to go along with them to help you out, but anyway, in the meantime download the book and start a revolution of Krishna Conscious musical culture!
Here's a mrdanga mantra for you: Bonafide beats are best!
As promised, here are some pictures of my wooden mrdanga produced in Peru.

These mrdangas are handcrafted by a Peruvian disciple of Srila B.A. Paramadvaiti Swami, Vivasvan das. He warps the wood by heating it and bending it.

Here is where the two halves of the drum are joined.
The drum is lighter than a fibreglass Balarama, and doesn't produce as heavy a sound. Part of the reason for that is the construction of the heads, which are also locally produced. They are interchangeable with Ratnabhusana's heads, as they were modelled on those and are the same size. However, the mylar plastic that is available in Peru is thinner than that in LA. This makes the top head a lot clearer and more piercing, but sacrifices boom on the bottom end.
Currently I'm using a Peruvian head on my Balarama mrdanga (it's been over four years in service now), and an LA head on the bottom end.

In this shot of the top head of the wooden mrdanga you can see that the rubber compound on the top head is peeling away from the mylar. This makes the end "dead" in it's sound. The rubber compound gives it ring and sustain. I will take this head off and glue it back on.
The bumpers on this mrdanga are cast metal. The main thing that this does to your hands when you are playing is dry them out quicker. Split hands are due to dryness. If you want your hands to last longer in long kirtans, periodically take a few seconds break and wet them with water or sweat, then rub them together.
I helped to refine the design of this mrdanga by "porting" the top end. On previous models that top end was countersunk below the bumper. By putting a round strip of wood inside the end of the mrdanga we were able to raise the head beyond the bumper, and also make a thinner edge for the head to sit on, giving it more ring and sustain. I'd just come from Ratnabhusana's workshop in LA, as well as being a mrdanga gearhead to begin with, so I had some insight into what to do to improve the sound and playability.

The drum uses standard wood screws, and you use a screwdriver to tune it.

On Balarama mrdangas the top end is made by casting some acrylic compound in a mold. The bottom end however, is sourced from Remo. It was a standard drum head, Ratna told me in 2001 that Remo had discontinued it for production, but do a limited run for the devotees. Raivata will know the details better than I. Ratnabhusana makes the rubber compound and pours it on to glue on the mylar head.
Ratna experimented with putting the rubber compound on the inside to avoid the removal of the head by devotees playing "laghu" - making those whooping noises. However, pounding on the head then made the rubber come off inside the drum, because you are directly hitting on the back of it then. So he went back to putting it on the outside.
With the Peruvian wooden mrdangas both the bottom and top heads are made by casting the rims with plastic. The bottom head suffers from being too lightweight. We alleviated that somewhat by putting masking tape on the back of it.
When I was in charge of the BBTI in Peru I put some money into mrdanga production. I financed a production run of 5 mrdangas to keep Vivasvan eating and to try out some of the refinements that I suggested. I then sold those mrdangas to various devotees and temples in the region. I bought this one myself. I had another one made with a custom paint job on it - a flaming chakra and "Hare Rama". I should have kept that one... anyway, there are plenty more lifetimes between now and the end of the 10,000 year mission on Planet Earth!
Param vijayate sri krishna sankirtanam!
A couple of days ago Radha Ramana and I had some mouth watering craving for lasagna, so we searched into one of Kurma Prabhu’s recipe book, and we found this excellent lasagna recipe. It is very simple to follow that even for somebody like me who haven’t cooked a lasagna in my entire life has no problem at all. Of course, with the help of my partner in crime, cooking lasagna for the first time is not just fun, but also a memorable gastric enticement experienced to relished!
The lasagna was “plump” because I didn’t wait and let it set for an hour, but it’s still oishi together with a simple salad!
Vegetarian Lasagna
By: Kurma Prabhu
Preparation and Cooking: 1 1/2 hours
Baking time: 45 minutes
Yield: 1 tray of lasagna, 30 cm x 20 cm x 8 cm (12 in x 8 in x 3 in )
This lasagna has five distinct ingredients: pasta, tomato sauce, bechamel sauce, spinach, and cheese.
Pasta
about fifteen 17 cm x 17 cm (7 in x 7 in) sheets of instant lasagna (400 g, or about 14 ounces)
Tomato Sauce
1/2 cup olive oil
1/2 tsp yellow asafoetida powder
1 cup chopped fresh basil
1 tsp dried oregano
1 tsp dried marjoram
2 bay leaves
1 tsp ground black pepper
1 medium eggplant, diced 3 medium diced peppers
24 medium tomato blanched, peeled, and chopped, or six 250 g tins Italian tomatoes cut into cubes (keep the juice)
1/2 cup black olives, chopped
2 tbsp tomato paste
1 tsp salt
1 tsp brown sugar
2 tbsp chopped fresh parsley
Bechamel Sauce
1/c cup melted butter
1/4 tsp ground nutmeg
1/2 tsp freshly ground black pepper
1/2 cup sifted plain flour
4 cups warm milk
Spinach
1 large bunch of spinach leaves, separated, stalks removed, washed, blanched in boiling water and drained.
Cheese
375 g grated cheddar cheese
250 g grated mozzarella cheese
60 g grated parmesan cheese
1 tbsp grated parmesan cheese, reserved for garnish
To cook the tomato sauce:
1. Heat the olive oil under a moderate heat in a large, heavy-based saucepan. When hot, add th asafoetida. Saute momentarily; then add the fresh basil,oregano, marjoram, bay leaves, and black pepper and saute for another few seconds.
2. Add the eggplant cubes and stir fry for 2 minutes. Add the peppers, and stirring occasionally, cook them with th eggplant pieces until both are softened (about 3 or 4 mins).
3. Add the tomatoes and olives and stir well. Bring to a boil, reduce the heat slightly, and cook uncovered, stirring often, for about 1/2 hour or until it reduces and thickens. Add tomato paste, sugar,salt, and parsley, mix well, and remove from the heat.
To cook the Bechamel Sauce:
1. Place the melted butter in a heavy saucepan over a low heat and stir in the nutmeg, black pepper, and flour and saute until the mixture darkens slightly (about 1/2 min). Remove from the heat.
2. Gradually pour in the warm milk, stirring with a whisk until the sauce is smooth. Return to moderate heat and stir until it boils. Reduce the heat and simmer, stirring constantly until the sauce thickens to a thick-custard consistency (about 5 mins.)
To assemble the lasagna:
1. Combine all 3 cheese (except the reserved parmesan) in a bowl. Divide the tomato sauce and bechamel sauce into 3. Divide the cheese and spinach into 2. Divide the pasta into 5.
2. Spread one-third of the tomato sauce in the bottom of the tomato tray. Place one-fifth of the pasta sheets on top. Spread on one-third of the bechamel sauce then another one-fifth of the pasta. Spread one-half of the spinach leaves; then sprinkle half of the grated cheese on top.
3. Repeat this process twice more and you should end up with the bechamel sauce on top. Sprinkle with parmesan cheese. Place the lasagna in the top of a pre-heated 200 degree C/ 300 degree F oven and cook for 30 -45 minutes or until the top is slightly golden and the pasta “gives” when you stick a knife in it.It’s best to let the lasagna set for at least another hour before serving, as this”plumps” the pasta. Cut into squares and serve.










Stay tuned for Part 2!From "Legalizing gay marriage will spark lawsuits against churches" by Roger Severino, Examiner, April 7, 2008:
...The experience of legalizing same-sex marriage in Massachusetts, and of civil unions elsewhere...shows that, even with the best of intentions, legalizing same-sex marriage will seriously undermine the religious freedom citizens have enjoyed since the founding...
Simply changing the definition of marriage opens the door to a flood of lawsuits against dissenting religious institutions based on state public accommodation and employment laws that prohibit marital status and sexual orientation discrimination.
Additionally, religious institutions that refuse to recognize a new state-imposed definition could be stripped of access to government programs, have their tax exemption denied and even lose the ability to solemnize civil marriages...
(via MarriageDebate.com)
Is this something we should be worried about?
Raivata writes:
Actually that pic was taken in Jan 2008. I was in LA talking drums with Ratnaji just a few months ago

The above picture you have seen before. It was my first design. I was fully into it when I came up with it. I spent a few hundred bucks and had the rims and bumpers made.
The ends and middle were to be made from aluminum. They would be cast (no big deal, they do it in sand at the foundry, they would come out a little rough tho) then turned to perfection on an engineers lathe (cheap if we had a lathe, only a couple k). Bumpers turned on the same lathe out of acrylic (possible as, I had some made, works premo). in between the aluminum rims and middle would be made out of transparent acrylic (or equivalent composite) segments. We have the segments cut out to the perfect measurements via saw. We put the bits in the oven for a bit, pull them out and mold them over a former. The bits would come out perfect shape. We then glue them all together and to the ends and middle. Presto. The coolest looking drum in the world! Problem was it was too expensive for me to continue and I was not convinced it would sound good or would be durable enough to take the neglect they are typically given.
Anyway, I have a Mk II, Mk III and a Mk IV. I'll draw them all in 3d when I get the chance. I will explain now.
MK II: Segments
Imagine the standard mrdanga shape cut vertically into 5 even strips. Making these strips would not be hard or expensive. We go to a plastic moulder or boat builder or anyone and investigate getting a die made so that they can be cast out of plastic, fiber glass, carbon fiber, graphite, Kevlar or whatever. Once a die is made each unit costs very little. Dies can be expensive or they can be cheap depending on the cunningness of the die maker and the intended material to be cast. I reckon we could fabricate one out of steel very cheaply. Otherwise we just pay the money and have one made up by a toolmaker. If the shape was modified to have a raised lip on one side (lengthwise) and a lowered lip on the other then they would clip in together nicely. Where the lips overlap we drill holes and pump in rivets. The thing will not come apart. I was kayaking over some rapids the other day in a plastic canoe. The damn thing was constantly smashing into and over rocks and boulders. It did not break. Invincible as. A brand new plastic canoe (big one) is not that expensive, $2000 give or take. A drum made out of these magical segments and riveted (and glued) together will be cheap to produce and will not break. God knows how it will sound. I reckon it would sound good. Rivets are cool too. Will make the thing look Mad Max to the max.
MK III: Metal spinning.
A circular piece of sheet metal is pushed against a former while spinning. Big steel lamp shades (among other things) are made this way. We make two formers. One the shape of the small half of a mrdanga and the other the big. Some how we tap a thread into the open ends so that they will screw together. Bingo, a steel drum. They spin stainless steel, brass copper anything. All good. Formers are expensive tho. They need to be made of steel. They guy at the metal spinning place said it was possible but the formers would cost a few grand. Also tapping a thread in the middle would be a bitch. Possible but tricky. We would need a massive tap. Small scale tapping is no problem. You can get drill taps from a fastening supplies store. Tapping big stuff is not standard. Totally possible tho.
Would be semi economical and is possible. Might easily dent tho and may sound tiny. Would come in two halves that screw together.
MK IV: Steel frame.
Getting steel tube or box section lengths from a steel supplier. Cutting them into smaller lengths, bending them and welding them together is not expensive or hard. I've done that sort of thing. Chairs, tables, racks and so many other things are made this way. We make a frame the shape of a mrdanga and then clad it with rigid materials. Plywood can be bent round and then screwed, bolted or riveted to the frame. Thin acrylic, polycarbonate, formed plastic segments can be stuck on the same way. Whatever makes the thing sound good. Drum kit drums are made out of thin wood or acrylic. Maybe the frame inside the drum would effect the internal acoustic and make the thing sound crap. I doubt it tho. The frame does not need to be chunky to hold the outside. Could make it very light. Good drums are often very light (brass band big round kick ass drums, Turkish drums and the Irish drum like the one BT Swami used to play).
Cheap and good. Still, only God knows how it will sound.
A young man and a young woman meet, and the senses drive the young man to see her, to touch her and to have sexual intercourse. In the beginning this may be very pleasing to the senses, but at the end, or after some time, it becomes just like poison. They are separated or there is divorce, there is lamentation, there is sorrow, etc. Such happiness is always in the mode of passion. Happiness derived from a combination of the senses and the sense objects is always a cause of distress and should be avoided by all means. Bg 18.38
Today I had a very interesting talk with some of our young people in society, the day before I had been reading the text above and as the conversation progressed it popped back to mind.
What I noted was one of two things,
1) Sex was seen as a crucial part of a relationship
2) Abortion was seen as a natural form of contraception.
There was a notation from some that to have a child is a hindrance to a career or having fun, several stated that they have already had abortions much not only to their own relief but also of their boyfriends; whilst some felt that societies pressures forced them into having an abortion. Either way the view was that abortion is a right and that it should be freely available without restrictions; one even commented that she felt the counselling before hand was a waste of time.
But also that it was a commonly held view that a relationship was boomed to failure if the person they were with fell below par in between the sheets, or if there was an inadequate or lack of a sex life. And although some felt the need to be supported and understood as also being important then emphasis was on if there own personal senses and needs were being fully met if not then they would simply have to go.
How apt that not only had a been reading the above verses but also to have such a powerful demonstration of how true and accurate it is.
whilst we enjoy our senses but fail to take responsibility for the outcome.
We will be celebrating the Rama Navami, the Transcendental Appearance Day of Lord Ramacandra, on the 14th of April, 2008 (Monday). The program timings are as follows:
We invite everyone to attend this great festival and get blessings of Lord Ramacandra.
Thank you!
Hare Krishna!!
In The Japa Room one of the things we instruct devotees about is sleeping enough, and also not sleeping too much. I really got a strong reminder this morning of just how much of a problem sleeping too much is.by Bindu Sarovara Dasi
For two hours each week, the students and teachers of Gopal’s Garden Home
School Co-op will close their text books and exchange their pencils for gloves
and gardening tools as part of a 22 week “Lessons in Nature” curriculum with
Ruci Dasi, Tapa Punja Das and Bindu Sarovara Dasi.
The outdoor classes will be held each Tuesday and Friday at various agricultural sites around New Vrindaban Community. “We’re going to learn the ABC’s of organic gardening”, explained Ruci Dasi, headmaster of the school. What is unique about the 22 hours of garden experience is that the mood of the class is children centered, that is, focused around what interests the children most. Our intention is to encourage a sense of enthusiasm and hands-on involvement with gardening and nature. We are also planning several fieldtrips within the community to keep the kids entertained while educating them about the natural abundance of New Vrindavan.
The first class was on Tuesday, April 8. Ruci and all the kids hiked up to the greenhouse by the Garden of Seven Gates for the first lesson: growing plants from seed. The children mixed soil, filled seedling pots and planted peas in them. In the following weeks we will be able to watch how the seedlings are growing.
We will keep you posted on the fun activities and lessons the kids are doing
throughout the season. If you would like to get involved, contact Ruci Dasi.
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Buddhist monks engaged in mock debate at the Seda Monastery
Last night I spoke to some of our brahmacaris and youth on the subject of argument and debate in Krishna consciousness. It was not a scheduled talk but I was a rather inferior substitute for Jayadvaita Swami, who was sick and still recuperating in Sweden.
I began by explaining that although spiritual life can help one to attain inner tranquility and personal peace, still we should not mistakenly reject verbal argument as a technique in offering spiritual logic to others.
If we’re overly concerned with popularity, with people liking us, then our preaching style may slowly drift towards accommodating the ideas of those around us. Our potency will be reduced, and we’ll effectively have nothing to contribute. Eventually we’ll end up unpopular.
And if we’re overly concerned with impressing others as to how right we are, how superior our ideas are, without listening to others first, then we may drift towards intolerance and fail equally miserably as communicators.
Yet, even if we strive for a delicate balance between those two extremes, verbal preaching to the newcomer usually involves some kind of confrontation between firmly-held ideas.
Since some of our basic messages are always popular, and some always unpopular, we will, at some stage, have to make a forceful presentation. Jiva Goswami says that a person can actually come to Krishna consciousness by the forceful arguments of a Vaishnava, and its a technique that Srila Prabhupada used to great effect.
I described some of the ways in which people offer illogical thinking in their rebuttal of Vaishnava philosophy, and how we need to learn the various types of weak argument that actually seem strong to the untrained.
We split in to groups and then had a go at debating for around 25 minutes. I asked everyone to get actively involved in vigorous, verbal argument. The result was very lively. Kirtan afterwards, followed by pizza, chips, and ice-cream. No arguments.
You can see the recording of this evening, plus a lot more films (you will have to wait for two minutes for it all to download properly) , by clicking HERE.

Salted Bread is a book about the persecution of the Russian and Armenian devotees in the early days of the former USSR.
You can find Niranjana Swami Maharaja’s lecture about Salted Bread in the Share it section.

The progress of medical science in the past 30 years has been so rapid that yesterday’s miracles are tomorrow’s commonplace procedures.
So it has proved with heart transplants, which have become almost routine in hospitals around the world.
Yet every once in a while a story emerges which should cause us all to sit up and take note that there is nothing “routine” or “commonplace” about such complex operations.
The suggestion, highlighted again this week, that donor patients could not only be acquiring the organs but also the memories - or even the soul - of the donor is surely one such story.
This bizarre possibility was raised by the inexplicable case of Sonny Graham - a seemingly happily married 69-year-old man living in the U.S. state of Georgia. He shot himself without warning, having shown no previous signs of unhappiness, let alone depression. (see story below this article)
His friends described it as an act of passion, not of reason.
The case might have remained just an isolated tragedy were it not for the fact that Sonny had received a transplanted heart from a man who had also shot himself - in identical circumstances.
To make things even more intriguing, shortly after receiving the heart transplant, Sonny tracked down the wife of the donor - and fell instantly in love with her.
“When I first met her,” Sonny told a local newspaper, “I just stared. I felt like I had known her for years. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.”
He spoke of a deep and profound love for her. It was instant and it was passionate. The kind of love where overwhelming passion seizes control of the mind and banishes reason. They quickly wed.
The tragedy of Sonny Graham will, no doubt, be written off as mere coincidence. After all, there is surely no conceivable way that the memories, let alone the character of a donor, can be transplanted along with their heart.
Virtually every doctor and scientist will tell you the heart is a mere pump. The seat of our mind, our consciousness, our very soul - if such a thing exists - lies in the brain.
The heart’s only control over our mind is whether or not it sends it blood. Ever since William Harvey unravelled the mysteries of the heart and circulatory system centuries ago, this fact has remained beyond doubt.
Well, almost beyond doubt.
For a few brave scientists have started claiming that our memories and characters are encoded not just in our brain, but throughout our entire body.
Consciousness, they claim, is created by every living cell in the body acting in concert.
They argue, in effect, that our hearts, livers and every single organ in the body stores our memories, drives our emotions and imbues us with our own individual characters. Our whole body, they believe, is the seat of the soul; not just the brain.
And if any of these organs should be transplanted into another person, parts of these memories - perhaps even elements of the soul - might also be transferred.
There are now more than 70 documented cases similar to Sonny’s, where transplant patients have taken on some of the personality traits of the organ donors.
Professor Gary Schwartz and his co-workers at the University of Arizona have documented numerous seemingly inexplicable experiences similar to Sonny’s. And every single one is a direct challenge to the medical status quo.
In one celebrated case uncovered by Professor Schwartz’s team, an 18-year-old boy who wrote poetry, played music and composed songs was killed in a car crash. A year after he died, his parents came across a tape of a song he had written, entitled, Danny, My Heart Is Yours.
In his haunting lyrics, the boy sang about how he felt destined to die and donate his heart. After his death, his heart was transplanted into an 18-year-old girl - named Danielle.
When the boy’s parents met Danielle, they played some of his music and she, despite never having heard the song before, knew the words and was able to complete the lyrics.
Professor Schwartz also investigated the case of a 29-year-old lesbian fast-food junkie who received the heart of a 19-year-old vegetarian woman described as “man crazy”.
After the transplant, she told her friends that meat now made her sick, and that she no longer found women attractive. If fact, shortly after the transplant she married a man.
In one equally inexplicable case, a middle-aged man developed a new-found love for classical music after a heart transplant.
It transpired that the 17-year-old donor had loved classical music and played the violin. He had died in a drive-by shooting, clutching a violin to his chest.
Nor are the effects of organ transplants restricted to hearts. Kidneys also seem to carry some of the characteristics of their original owners.
Take the case of Lynda Gammons from Weston, Lincolnshire, who donated one of her kidneys to her husband Ian.
Since the operation, Ian believes he has taken on aspects of his wife’s personality. He has developed a love of baking, shopping, vacuuming and gardening. Prior to the transplant, he loathed all forms of housework with a vengeance.
He has also adopted a dog - yet before his operation he was an avowed “cat man”, unlike his wife who favoured dogs.
It’s easy to dismiss such tales as hokum. But the Chinese authorities are certainly taking them seriously.
They have recently taken an interest in Professor Schwartz’s ideas and have begun a programme to monitor transplant patients. (As many “donated” organs in China come from executed political prisoners, a cynic might suggest that the authorities are worried about an “epidemic” of political thought spreading via organ transplants.)
Many scientists will, of course, point out that tens of thousands of organ transplants have now been carried out worldwide, so you would expect to come across a few bizarre cases like Sonny Graham’s.
It is also hardly surprising that after a major life-threatening operation such as a heart transplant, a patient may undergo a profound alteration to their character. Who could remain unchanged after staring death in the face?
The powerful drugs required as part of organ transplant procedures can also cause major changes in behaviour. Put all these together and it’s no wonder that some patients leave hospital with a drastically different outlook on life.
What is most surprising about these cases, though, is not that some transplant patients emerge as different people after an operation, but that the changes are so specific.
“It’s a targeted personality change,” says Professor Schwartz. “If this is the result of drugs, or stress, or coincidence, none of those would predict the specific patterns of information that would match the donor.”
If Professor Schwartz and his ilk are right, it would destroy one of the foundation stones of modern biology. But then again, modern biology has a guilty little secret: it has, as yet, no viable theory to explain how we store memories and how we produce consciousness.
In fact, scientists haven’t even managed to define what exactly consciousness is, let alone managed to pin down where it comes from and where it is to be found within the body.
So maybe, just maybe, the poets, romantics and mystics throughout the ages were right: the heart really is the seat of our emotions and of our souls.
And if we can transplant hearts, then perhaps it’s not so fanciful to suggest that some part of the spirit goes with them. Who knows - one day doctors may even be able to offer a “character transplant”.
SWAPPING MORE THAN ORGANS?
A man who received the transplanted heart of a suicide victim has killed himself in exactly the same way.
And, astonishingly, the same wife is mourning all over again, because Sonny Graham, who had received Terry Cottle’s heart, also went on to marry his widow.
The couple met after Mr Graham started writing to her after being told her husband was his heart donor.
Twelve years after the successful transplant operation, Mr Graham shot himself dead, leaving his wife a widow for the second time in strikingly similar circumstances.
Friends said Mrs Graham, a nurse, is stunned by the bizarre turn of events.
Officials in Vidalia, Georgia, said Mr Graham, 69, died after shooting himself in the throat with a shotgun. He was found in a garage at the home the couple shared.
In 1995, Mr Graham had been on the verge of death due to congestive heart failure. He had less than six months to live when the call came through from the Medical University of South Carolina, telling him that a heart had just become available.
It belonged to Mr Cottle, 33, who had committed suicide by shooting himself in the head.
Mr Graham went to the hospital from his home nearby and the heart was transplanted that day. He did not know the identity of the donor, only that the heart belonged to a 33-year-old man.
A year later, Mr Graham contacted the organ donation agency wanting to thank the man’s family for the gift of life. He began writing to Mr Cottle’s young widow Cheryl, a mother of four. The couple later met, fell in love, married and moved to Georgia.
Speaking shortly after their wedding, Mrs Graham said: “It helped me so much. Meeting Sonny made it easier for me, knowing something so good came from something so bad.”
Friends of Mr Graham said he had not shown any signs of being depressed.
Scientists say there are more than 70 documented cases of transplant patients having personality changes as they take on some of the characteristics of the donor.
Last month, a woman from Lancashire claimed her literary tastes changed radically following a kidney transplant.
Cheryl Johnson used to enjoy celebrity biographies and best sellers such as The Da Vinci Code. But now she prefers classics such as Jane Austen’s Persuasion and Dostoevsky’s Crime and Punishment.
Character changes in transplant recipients are known as cellular memory phenomenon. However, medical experts are sceptical about the concept and insist there is little convincing evidence.
By Nrsimha - nanda dasaHe was a bright light that lite up any darkness around him, and he was a promising, talented gurukuli video artist whose programs were both professional and devotional.
By Kesava Krsna DasaAmong the plethora of religions and organisations prevalent in secular, tolerant societies, we the "Hare Krishna’s" must be the most visually outstanding, and culturally different among them.
Niranjana Swami Maharaja’s lecture about Salted Bread. Niranjana Swami Maharaja leckéje a Sós kenyér-ről.

By Mahanidhi SwamiNature acts and moves according to precise rhythm cycles influenced by the rotation of the earth, sun and moon. Daily the sun rises and sets, the seasons come and go, the moon waxes and wanes, and the ocean tides rise and fall.
Saturday to Sunday:I noticed this article whilst keeping up to date with news events: http://www.news.com.au/technology/story/0,25642,23510505-5014108,00.html
Although it is a feed from Fox News one of the comments is worthy of note Psychologist Michael Carr-Gregg when commenting on a recent youtube posting said “These people are spiritual anorexics who don’t have any meaning or belonging in their lives, and find purpose in this mindless violence.”
The notation that the spiritual void has to be filled in one way or another, and the connection with a lack of spiritual insight and uncontrolled senses leading to violence is worthy of note.
Mi az igazi nehézség az életben? A problémáink általában nem túl súlyosak.
A Share it rovatban található Niranjana Swami Maharaja mai leckéje magyar fordítással a Sós kenyér című könyvről. Ugrás ehhez a leckéhez.

Today I read 'Dhritarastra quits home' in Srimad Bhagavatam. For those who haven't read it, it is about a prince who starts a fight with his own family, loses the battle, and finally takes refuge in the home of the victorious members of his family after losing everything in the fight. His younger brother, an enlightened sage, comes past and lays it down heavy. "Look bro, you are kidding yourself. You reckon you're a king? You're living at the mercy of the real king like a house pet! You're going to die soon anyway, so why don't you realise you've lost everything, give up your illusory connections, and make tracks for the forest to realise the goal of life?". Dhritarastra takes his advice and leaves home to make his solitary spiritual quest.
It reminded me very much of a well known Vajrayana parable. What does liberation feel like? Imagine you get home one day and open your door to find it already unlocked. You open it and are aghast to see your house has been robbed and ransacked. "Oh, my photos!" you think. They're gone. "What about my best suit?". Gone. One by one you enumerate the things you are most attached to, and then finally it dawns: everything is gone. In that brief split second, where you sit on the cold steps at the front of your house, and grudgingly accept that everything is gone, you are relieved of the anxiety to further enumerate your possessions and fret for their security. They're all gone, you give up and let out a deep sigh. That is what liberation feels like.
New Vrindaban offers a magnificent opportunity for unlimited Bhakti and Radha Vrindaban Chandra are the ever present with Their unlimited mercy. NV is situated off the grid in a serene atmosphere, surrounded by forests and streams, lakes, and wild life.
Peacocks and swans greet guests with their own charm and beauty. Krishna’s cows give love-milk and gently “moo” their satisfaction at being protected for life from a slaughter-house death. Children frolic in the playground, free of all cares. It’s incredible here!
In preparation for Festival of Inspiration ‘08 and the 2008 Pilgrimage Season, New Vrindaban Community needs to “Get Ready Now” and we “Need Help” to do it!
What can you or your group do to help and become more of a part of NV’s family?
Beginning on the second week end in April through the first week end in May, there will be a series of Volunteer Devotional Service Week End Projects that will lift up your spirits and help New Vrindaban get ready for the season at hand.
We need enthusiastic lay persons with hands, legs, arms who are “ready to go” as well as those with any professional abilities in areas such as plumbing, electrical, landscaping, carpentry, general handyman/woman, painting, gardening, etc
You can dance, chant, and feast your way through an array of services for the pleasure of Srila Prabhupada and Sri Sri Radha Vrindaban Chandra. What you will get is a whole lot of Krishna’s mercy vas well as a complimentary week end in New Vrindaban, located in the scenic Appalachian Foothills of West Virginia.
The dates include the week end of Lord Ramachandra’s Appearance Day, April 12th & 13th as well as April 19th & 20th, and May 1st & 2nd.
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