Wrong Number Buys Full Set
by Divya-prabhanda Dasa Danavira Maharaja recently told me a story from the early days of book distribution in Amsterdam: Devotees were so enlivened by book distribution that almost no one stayed back at the temple. Only one devotee occasionally stayed back. Once when she was there, the phone rang. It turned out the caller had dialed the wrong number. Since even the devotee staying back was enthusiastic about book distribution she...
The Temple Has Come to You
by Vaisesika Dasa Yesterday while we were distributing books in a parking lot in front of a Walmart, I met a young Indian couple just getting into their car. I asked them if they were from San Jose. When they said "Yes," I handed them each a book and gave a brief explanation of the contents. At some point in our converstion the young man said, "We'll just come to the temple sometime and get these." I replied,...
Prescribed Duties and Sankirtana Yajna
By Dayananda das “Material prescribed duties” are simply honest, responsible work.(1) Regarding sva-dharma (prescribed duties), the Gita, Bhagavatam, and Cc all explain dharma and sva-dharma, and their teachings should be coordinated for a good understanding. Krishna and Prabhupada teach that karma-yoga is the preliminary stage of bhakti.(2) For ISKCON followers, karma-yoga means that devotees offer the results of their...
What comes around goes around
by Vijaya Dasa While distributing on the mall in Moscow, Acala Dasa, the regional Sankirtan Minister for Russia, approached a woman and offered her a book. He explained some of the contents, and she enthusiatically took it. Seeing her enthusiasm he invited her to the temple, and a few weeks later she visited. By coincidence, she arrived on the day the devotees were holding a book distribution seminar. Seeing her come as a result of...
What happened to your hand?
By Adiguru das This morning my wife, Kamalagopi devi dasi, had given ‘Billie’ some Maha Flowers offered to our beloved Sri Sri Radha Neelmadhava deities. She was smelling those flowers again and again and thanked us profusely and especially my wife. She put on those flowers on the dash-board of her car. As i again took that cab with ‘Billie’ to Houston airport, I asked her where are the books that she had so...




