Srila Prabhupada’s Mercy on Mad Mick
Told by Bhaktin Annette to Kalyani Devi Dasi This is a story which proves that the mercy of Srila Prabhupada flows like the river Ganga, reaching those souls others cannot. A few years ago, in a small village in Roscommon County, one of the most rural parts of Ireland, there lived a man by the name of Michael Henmore. He never married and at an early life became a hermit. He had few possessions except a cow, a horse and a cart, and a...
Sankirtana Stories
Dear Prabhus, Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to His Divine Grace Srila Prabhupada! All glories to Sri Sri Guru and Gauranga! A few weeks ago we were visiting Tampere Finland on travelling sankirtana. I met an old man, who was in a nice shape and was quite cheerful. He told me he is almost ninety years old. I asked him whether he had been to the war. "Not only one but four wars, the Winter War, the Continuation...
Sankirtan Lilas
Hare Krsna Prabhus, Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to Srila Prabhupada. While distributing books at a college in Los Angeles, I met a student who told me that when he was three years old he had said to his mother, "I'm older than you. I've lived many lives." His mother had then said to him, "Oh, that's called reincarnation, son." He said to me, "So I've always been interested...
Sankirtan at the Santana Show
Dear Prabhus, Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to to Srila Prabhupada. When I saw the advertisement that Carlos Santana was coming to play in the Rio Grande Valley it was hard not to get tickets for the concert and distribute books. My wife and I began the journey by frying up a batch of curd and cauliflower samosas in golden ghee, offering them to Pancha Tattva, and placing them in a red-riding hood type basket....
Battlefield Bhajans Vol. 23
Scared from the War I boarded the flight from JFK to LAX, and hoped to catch up on some rest. As I looked for my seat I noticed the man sitting next to me was an amputee. I sat down and made some small talk with him. It turned out he lost his legs to a roadside blast in Iraq. I explained to him that I was a soldier also and showed my id card. He asked if I saw anything crazy there. My friend, too much… is what i responded. He...
Book Distribution Nectar
By Partha-sarathi Dasa written at Bhaktivedanta Ashram, NYC I am sitting in New York City now, looking out the window and thinking how fortunate we are to have this movement. Below on the street people are running from here to there, with no goal or purpose. No realization of what the purpose of this life is. It is very sad, and it breaks the heart of a devotee to see this. I just arrived from Washington, DC, and the monitor in the...
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