“Do I keep it? Do I put it back?”
Sep14

“Do I keep it? Do I put it back?”

During our Monthly Sankirtan Festival in Wellington, a boy was walking in our direction, so we asked him, “Are you a thoughtful person?” He responded, “Yes, I am. And right now I’m in a predicament. Maybe you guys can help me.” He was looking a little distressed so my husband, Bal Gopal, patted his shoulder and said, “Sure, man, what’s going on?” He said, “I just went to the cash...

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A regular customer appeared out of nowhere
Sep13

A regular customer appeared out of nowhere

I was distributing in Bethlehem, Tauranga, Bay of Plenty, New Zealand. In the Countdown Supermarket parking lot I saw a young delivery guy heading toward his van. I approached him and put a Hiding in Unnatural Happiness in his hand. Eru is a nineteen-year-old New Zealander half Maori native. Enthused about the book and our exchange, he wanted to donate but had no cash, so I pulled out the mobile eftpos PayClip machine. Eru trusted me...

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Atheist take Prabhupada’s books
Sep13

Atheist take Prabhupada’s books

I approached a couple in downtown Denver and offered them books. Immediately the man said, "Not interested — we're atheists." I responded, "You know, with all of the advancement in science, none of the scientists have a clue what consciousness is. They speculate about it, and that's it. There is no agreement among them what consciousness is. "But Socrates had a clear understanding of consciousness:...

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The face reader got it right
Sep13

The face reader got it right

Once I was distributing in a train at the Secunderabad Railway Station, and I met a face reader (an astrologer who just by seeing the face or a photograph of a person tells about the person). I showed him a Telugu Bhagavad-gita, and he saw Srila Prabhupada's photograph on the back cover. He said, “This person is very intelligent.” I confirmed it and said, “If you read his book, you will also become very...

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What a coincidence!
Sep08

What a coincidence!

On a Monday afternoon, in the recent mid-year marathon, Bal Gopal, my husband, and I were trying a little book distribution along the busy Lambton quay in Wellington. Nobody was showing much interest at all. We were on our way home from serving Krsna Food and had to stop at the bank to deposit the takings from that day. Inside the bank, I held up the Science of Self Realisation, showing it to Bal Gopal, and recited the Panca Tattva...

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