Hare Krishna.
Today I read the transcript of the talk, "
A Self-Sufficient Darshan with HH Sivarama Swami," and it gives me a variety of feelings. I'm part of the Gita-nagari community, and while it is a very nice community that I appreciate very much, it is very far from self sufficient. The desire apparently isn't even there. Actually, it's something I very much desire, but I don't know of anyone else around who has any hope or real wish for it.
The article first reminded me of my initial encounter with New Vrindavana. Going back a little earlier, I was an environmental studies major in college when I developed two desires -- one to find out what is the absolute truth, which I sought through immersion in yoga philosophy and practice; and the other to become a farmer. Oddly enough, finding out the absolute truth proved to be easier than becoming a farmer. I had no land, no experience, and my parents had just spent many thousands of dollars putting me through college. I couldn't disappoint them like that.
Putting my farming dreams aside for while, I set out on a long (2,000 mile or 3,200 km) journey to find a suitable place to meditate, and on my way I found Bhagavad-gita As It Is, and soon after, Krishna. Thanks to Him, I gave up my intended hermit life, invited my wife-to-be to live with me, went back to Upstate New York, and started a family. About a year or so later, the urge manifested to combine my new-found desire for Krishna consciousness with my dream of being a farmer, so I looked in the back of Bhagavad-gita and saw that there were two Hare Krishna "farm communities" listed that were in my area of the world. One was New Vrindavana and the other Gita-nagari.
At that point I didn't know anything about either place. All I knew was what I read in a few of Srila Prabhupada's books that I read. I had such little exposure to devotees that I didn't know it was customary to chant japa fast, so it took me about 6 to 8 hours a day chanting 16 rounds of japa. One day I was walking to the local food co-op, and I saw an unusual-looking woman who turned out to be Mother Mahavegavati. We got talking, and I told her I was trying to decide whether to move to New Vrindavana or to Gita-nagari. She advised against Gita-nagari because of her rough history with HH Bhakti-Tirtha Swami (I won't get into that now), and said she in fact was preparing to move to New Vrindavana. That tipped the balance in favor of New Vrindavana, so my wife and I went with our baby to visit.
When we got there, we met with Nityo-dita, then-Swami, who was the temple president. He asked what I planned to do, and I told him that I read that this was a Hare Krishna farm community, and that I wanted to chant Hare Krishna and farm. He looked at me like I had just fallen from Mars, and suggested I work at the "Pie Factory." (The Pie Factory was a weird place where mostly nondevotees made potpourri pies to sell in the malls.) Giving his odd advice the benefit of the doubt, we went to visit the pie factory. We got there around lunch time, and seeing people sitting outside eating meat and smoking cigarettes, I decided not to work there.
At that time there wasn't much of a garden at New Vrindavana, and I decided I'd like to do some work with the cows. I went to visit the cow barn, but the devotee who was running things there didn't want my help. I had never worked with cows, but I'm pretty good at learning. I didn't get that chance. I had already made up my mind to go live at New Vrindavana, about a month later we moved into one of the apartments. (Thanks to living in the New Vrindavana apartments, our daughter's first word was "cockroach.") I managed to earn a little money doing odd jobs like building maintenance and some skilled carpentry. I didn't get to do anything resembling farming, and after about 8 months we had heard enough about the criminal past that we got freaked out and left.
About three months later I got my enthusiasm for Krishna consciousness back. Shortly after I got a second environmental degree, and after graduation I got job working in a USDA lab researching a corn protein. That was nice because the Philadelphia temple was just about a 2-minute drive away, so I went there every day for lunch. I gained about 20 pounds (9 kg) that year.
After a year I got job with the PA Dept of Environmental Protection, and with another a year of that I had all I could stand of living in such a populated area, so I transferred to Lancaster, PA. There we had nice, regular association of Amogha-Virya and his wife Prsni, and also Mahat-Seva, who was pretty fixed-up then but seems to have left the movement. I wonder what happened to him.
Our living arrangement in Lancaster was very difficult, due to a dishonest landlord, so we sought to move. Again we considered New Vrindavna or Gita-nagari. Each year we had visited New Vrindavna, and it seemed to improve with each visit, and we also kept some friendships there. We visited again, and I met with Kuladri. He told me there was no facility there for us, that we would have to live off the property in town, and also work in town too. HH Varsana Swami gave us a little tour of some potential dwellings, but although he obviously meant well, the places he showed us were incredibly sub-standard. Picture an old rotten trailer with a hole in the floor almost as big as a cow, and enough stuff left behind to make us wonder why someone left so quickly or if they were buried somewhere nearby. I'm being generous with that description. My wife refused to live like that, and I could hardly blame her. The farming project there was growing (no pun intended), but there was no way for me to get involved.
The next try was Gita-nagari. We visited a few times and liked it. There was no place to live on the Dhama or nearby, so we bought a house about 12 miles away, the closest place we could afford that had (almost) our minimum acreage - just under 5 acres. The house is very old, and there was a substantial shed and a building that could be made into a barn. I had hopes for doing some farm work at Gita-nagari, but there was none of that going on. Cows were protected there, of course, but not really any growing of vegetables. Most of the hay being grown was contracted to a Mennonite farmer who cut and bailed it himself for his cows and for sale. I heard that formerly Gita-nagari was a very happening, self-sufficient place, but that was not the situation when I arrived.
Since there was no realistic way I could farm at Gita-nagari, I did what I could at home. We managed to quickly get a garden in when we arrived, since we brought about 50 potted plants with us. I set up a small fenced area around the barn-to-be, and made a space for a few angora goats, since my wife liked to work with fiber, spinning, knitting, weaving, etc. Later we got a few sheep, and eventually one devotee gave me a cow. I also did some worm farming, a.k.a. vermicomposting, and our garden about doubled in size each year.
We're now in our fifth year living here, and the animals we have are one cow who will be giving birth in about a month (yes, we'll be milking before long), also two Leicester Longwool sheep, two Angora goats, a guinea hen and six keets (baby guineas), one or two chicken, two peachicks, a dog, about 5 cats, two black rat snakes (I caught them wild and introduced them to the inner walls of the house), a frog, a tank of fish (30 gallons or 113L), a blue and gold macaw parrot, and about a million composting worms.
Our garden this year has corn (2 varieties), okra, yams, peas, beans, broccoli, cabbage, lettuce (several varieties), spinach, cauliflower, watermelon, cantaloupe, honeydew, bitter melon, tomatoes (several varieties), beets, chard, potatoes, carrots, cucumber, squash, zucchini, eggplant, daikon radishes, and regular radishes. I'm probably forgetting something. We also planted a small orchard, and expect to get several pears this year.
I was well-trained in ethnobotany in college, how to identify and harvest wild herbs, make them into medicines, and use them in treating disease. I have a cabinet of about 50 kinds of individual herb tinctures that I've made, and 7 combinations I've developed for specific health conditions. Yesterday while I was in my cubicle, the kids harvested jewelweed (
Impatiens capensis), extracted the juice, and froze it. This was the first time they've done something like this themselves, so I was quite pleased with them.
Our gardening is done organically, with animals' waste consumed by the composting worms to produce excellent compost fertilizer, which I make into garden beds and till by hand with a pick. I don't like lawn mowers, so the yard is kept nice by the grazing animals, and the garden area around the beds is cut by hand with an Austrian scythe.
I really love this kind of work, and I regret that I have to drive 50 miles to sit in a cubicle for 8 hours a day. I do all this farm work about 95% myself during my so-called free time, usually quitting for dinner after dark. Although my regular job is somewhat important, enforcing environmental regulations, it's hard for me to sit in a cubicle so much. I dream of quitting so that I could just farm and sell Srila Prabhupada's books, but with such a big family I have to be responsible. Actually I'm just getting ready to begin book distribution, e-mailing the BBT about buying my first cases, but I'm very excited about it. All I want to do is preach and farm. It's a shame that there isn't facility for me to do this full time, considering that I'm part of a Hare Krishna farm community. The Gita-nagari community is very nice; I have such good friends here, but honestly few have any substantial interest in farming. I hope that if ISKCON leaders really want to have sustainable farm communities, that they will think of me and find a way to engage me in devotional service full time. It's hard work and almost nobody wants to do it, but I want to do it a lot. I know that family of two adults and five children makes for a little of a challenge, but I've learned plenty and I love to work hard, if I can convince myself that I'm doing it for Krishna. It may be that I'll never get the chance to leave the cubicle and be engaged full time directly in devotional service as my heart desires, but at least I can dream a little.
Maybe I'll get time to comment more on the Self-Sufficiency talk another day.
Hare Krishna