Paris sankirtana rewards an atheist
It often happens that people just give a nice donation but do not take a book. Someone will say, “I like what you are doing, but I think that you should give the book to someone who really needs it.” But THEY REALLY need it, too! So I was wondering how to give someone the book at this point in the conversation . . . Recently, I met an atheist in Paris. He doesn’t like religion and God. So I told him, “No problem. I think that you can take this small book instead: “Science and Consciousness.” It is meant for...
read moreCultivation led to this set sale
This relationship began back last year. We had a kitchen-extraction cleaning at Bhakti Lounge, Wellington, NZ, so I rang up the company who previously had been collecting our oil every month. A gentleman answered the phone, and once we got talking he asked me whether Bhakti Lounge is connected to the Newlands temple. In response, I said that we’re not directly linked to them, but our centre is the contemporary version of a Hare Krishna temple. As soon as I said that, he told me: “I’ll ring you right back.” I was like...
read moreSrila Prabhupada in Boston 1969
“We must not be disappointed that no one is hearing Krsna consciousness. We will say it to the moon and stars and all directions. We will cry in the wilderness, because Krsna is everywhere. We want to get a certificate from Krsna that, “This man has done something for Me.’ Not popularity. If a pack of asses says you are good, what is that? We have to please Krsna’s senses with purified...
read moreA blissful day, in a determined mood, in and around Liverpool
The rain was torrential. My path to the bus stop was blocked by floods underneath rail bridges, twice. I watched two firemen drag an old man, soaked up to his neck, out of his car, which remained almost completely submerged in the five-foot-deep trench of water he had tried to drive through. “A good start to the day,” I chuckled to myself. I was trying Great Crosby, a small town outside Liverpool (home city of The Beatles and Bhakta George Harrison), having found the big city a little tough that week. Upon arriving, finally, wet socks and...
read moreAll good things come in good time
On Gaura Purnima, I went out to distribute the message of Lord Chaitanya. Sankirtan was going well at the Supermercardo in Dallas until Sergeant Rock, the security guard, shooed me away. I still had some more time for sankirtan, so I tried a little of the old door-dee-door. After entering an apartment complex, I saw an open door on the second floor. I was greeted at the door by Linda who was immediately attracted to the Easy Journey to Other Planets that I handed her. “Aren’t you one of those people who used to be out at the...
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