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"My dear friend, where is Krishna, who is like the moon rising from the ocean of Nanda Maharaj’s dynasty? Where is Krishna, His head decorated with a peacock feather? Where is He? Where is Krishna, whose flute produces such a deep sound? Oh, where is Krishna, whose bodily luster is like the luster of the blue indranila jewel? Where is Krishna, who is so expert in rasa dancing? Oh! Where is He who can save my life? Kindly tell me where to find Krishna, the treasurre of my life and best of my friends. Feeling separation from Him, I hereby condemn Providence, the shaper of my destiny."

—Lalita Madhava by 
Srila Rupa Goswami

"My dear friend, where is Krishna, who is like the moon rising from the ocean of Nanda Maharaj’s dynasty? Where is Krishna, His head decorated with a peacock feather? Where is He? Where is Krishna, whose flute produces such a deep sound? Oh, where is Krishna, whose bodily luster is like the luster of the blue indranila jewel? Where is Krishna, who is so expert in rasa dancing? Oh! Where is He who can save my life? Kindly tell me where to find Krishna, the treasurre of my life and best of my friends. Feeling separation from Him, I hereby condemn Providence, the shaper of my destiny."

—Lalita Madhava by
Srila Rupa Goswami

The real reason for flowers. Govinda is flower bearing spring.

The real reason for flowers. Govinda is flower bearing spring.

The perfection in my life

The perfection in my life

Meerabai…inspiration :)

Meerabai…inspiration :)

(Source: beyondsamsara)

To fall in love with God is the greatest romance; to seek Him the greatest adventure; to find Him, the greatest human achievement.
St. Augustine
(via thecollegevaisnava)

Fixed

By the darkened waters of the Yamuna, in the forest of Madhuvan, millenniums ago, a small boy was steeped in deep yoga to attract the attention of the Supreme Lord. That five year old boy, Prince Dhruva was spurred on by the jealous words of his stepmother. His stepmother had concluded that the boy had no right to his father’s lap, not only his father’s lap, but his father’s entire throne. His only disqualification was that he was not born from her, the favorite queen. With reddened eyes, tear streaked cheeks and a broken heart, Prince Dhruva ran to his own mother to see if this was true. She confirmed that the unfortunate truth was that Dhruva would continue to be treated unfairly because he was her son. In desperation she told her son the harsh ways of the world and gave him one piece of sage advice. 

She told him that the Supreme Lord Krishna was able to mitigate any and all kinds of suffering. His only hope was to pray to him. Dhruva resolved that he would immediately pray to Lord Krishna. The Lord would be able to give him a kingdom bigger than his father’s, bigger than even his grandfather’s!

With the unflinching faith of a child in his mother’s words, Dhruva left home immediately for the forest. With the guidance of the great sage Narada, he began his yogic austerities to attract the heart of the Supreme Lord. The key to his austerities was the mantra given to him by the sage. Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya. 

Young Dhruva began to meditate and chant his special mantra. For five months, Dhruva meditated steadfastly. By the fifth month he was standing on one leg, His body strong, straight as a golden column and completely motionless. By the force of his yogic austerities the weight of his big toe pushed down into the Earth and the Earth itself began to tremble and shake. 

As the universe began to experience the chaos of the result of his yogic activities, the presiding deities of the universe finally took shelter of their Supreme Chief. Heading to Lord Krishna, they appealed to him, lovingly to give an audience to the young boy. With a compassionate smile and his bright effulgence, Sri Krishna asked the demigods not to worry and to return to their respective homes. He at once left his own Supreme abode to meet with Dhruva. 

Dhruva meditated on the form of the Lord within his heart with full determination, but suddenly that form of the lord disappeared. In shock Dhurva’s eyes opened wide, looking for his dearest friend. He saw that the form of the Lord was now standing before him. His bright effulgence was made even more beautiful by the golden silk that adorned his hips and complimented his dark complexion like lightening through thunderclouds. Dumbstruck Dhruva fell before the Lord, offering himself again and again. 

Hearing the prayers of young Dhruva, Sri Krishna being greatly pleased with his fixed nature, awarded him the kingdom of the pole star which was a greater kingdom than that of his father or his grandfather. 

Dhruva refused to accept the position that his stepmother had given him. He refused to accept that he was made for less. Made to be ordinary. He immediately found a way to change his position and went to pray to the Supreme Lord for an end to his suffering. His unflinching faith and steadfast devotion were able to draw the attention of that Supreme Person who has the attention of the entire universe. 

How often do we let the expectations of others dictate the way the story of our lives will be written? I refuse to accept mediocrity in my life. Not when an adventure is waiting to be had on the spiritual path. Aspire higher. 

I embrace devotion as my pole star as I foster the unflinching faith of a child in my relationship with my Supreme Friend. 

"It’s dangerous to become normal in kali-yuga. Kali-yuga is a culture of forgetfulness. Become extraordinary – kirtan is for extraordinary people."

—Sacinandana Swami

 

 “Whenever you possibly can, sustain the flow of a Sacred Name. To repeat His Name is to be in His presence. Just as a friend opens his heart to you and tells you all about himself when you come to him, if you associate with the Supreme Friend, He will reveal His true Being to you. Do you refrain from bathing when faced with the waves of the sea? Surely, you plunge right into the midst of them and take your bath. Similarly, in the very thick of tempests and difficulties of worldly life, maintain the remembrance of Him—take to the repetition of His Name.”
Sri Anandamayi Ma

 

“Whenever you possibly can, sustain the flow of a Sacred Name. To repeat His Name is to be in His presence. Just as a friend opens his heart to you and tells you all about himself when you come to him, if you associate with the Supreme Friend, He will reveal His true Being to you. Do you refrain from bathing when faced with the waves of the sea? Surely, you plunge right into the midst of them and take your bath. Similarly, in the very thick of tempests and difficulties of worldly life, maintain the remembrance of Him—take to the repetition of His Name.”

Sri Anandamayi Ma

(Source: kriyayogasadhana, via thecollegevaisnava)

Just a beautiful picture of one of the greatest kirtaniyas of all time. 

Just a beautiful picture of one of the greatest kirtaniyas of all time. 

Spiritual Anorexia

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“Life is a school of love. In this school, we are not just hungry, but starving for love.”

—His Holiness Bhakti Tirtha Swami

I heard about emotional anorexia today. A soul seeker stated that they were hungry for a self that nothing material could give them or take away. Something in themselves that nothing could rob them off, but a craving to reclaim and embrace their true identity. 

It struck a chord in me and I began to nod my head, because aren’t we all looking for that thing which the material world cannot give us? Somehow, I am constantly hungering for something deeper than this material world can give me, and I wind up looking in so many material folders for something that is outside the material scope. I realized soon that my emotional and spiritual well beings were closely linked and to neglect my spiritual well-being had a direct and qualitative effect on my emotional well-being. 

But what happens when both the spiritual and emotional selves are weak, and hungry? How does that impact our lives, and turn us from our real goal, toward looking at solutions that won’t be able to give us any lasting happiness? Where do we go for help? Sometimes it seems as though we look for the answer within ourselves but we simply can’t hear the response. We are too weak. Our starvation has progressed too far.

 I heard a Srila Prabhupada quote last night from my mother where Srila Prahupada compared our spiritual life to being on a boat. We have our position on a boat at rest  and no one can deny that we are on the boat, but as the waves come and the boat begins to rock and toss about on the waves of material existence it would seem that our position on the boat is no longer stable, and we are even in danger of being thrown overboard by the raucous waves. The only way to get stable again is to head with firm determination to the captain of the ship. The captain of the ship will be able to tell us which position will be most stable for us on the ship. That ship is our spiritual life, and the captain of ship is our spiritual teacher. We have to go to that spiritual teacher to be able to gain a firm position on the ship. 

In the same way, I feel as though we have to go to the same spiritual dietician to get our spiritual diet. To find out the process to become healthiest spiritually and emotionally, in order to reclaim and embrace our true identity. Our true selves as servants of the servants. I am trying through japa, reading and deeper meditation on my own spiritual teacher and his spiritual master, Srila Prabhupada, to find the best spiritual diet so that I will be at my healthiest ,so that I will not face that spiritual anorexia that has the power to turn one’s face away from the bright and beautiful smile of Govinda and towards this material world for the solutions to spiritual problems. 

I embrace the daily diet that nourishes my healthiest, spiritual identity as a servant of the servants of my spiritual teachers and the lovers of Radha Govinda. 

What’s your diet? 

 

From Your Heart…

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I’ve been committed, this year, to facing daily battles and living more from the heart. Now, what does that even mean? My disgruntled and analytical brain needed to know what that mumbo jumbo sentence even meant to me as a devotee, as a person before I could even begin to admit that I  liked that affirmation as soon as I heard it. With japa, with kirtan, with service, I’ve been trying to go inward. To shut out the world and take a journey closer to Krishna and really take the time to associate with Him in those wonderful moments when we are granted an audience with that most wonderful Supreme Person. 

I am seated in everyone’s heart, and from Me come remembrance, knowledge and forgetfulness. By all the Vedas, I am to be known. Indeed, I am the compiler of Vedānta, and I am the knower of the Vedas.

Bhagavad Gita 15:15

Krishna himself gives the plot coordinates for where we can find him when we need him. We need look no further than our own hearts when we are in moments of despair and worry, grief, sorrow and even happiness. All we have to do is turn our faces to him to always have the perfect answer. I have said this prayer as a mantra for countless things; aiding me in finding a lost item, aiding me in exams, aiding me in finding the right words before I speak, confront, or even blog. But, finally it seemed as though this one verse held a code to live by. To take at least a half hour everyday and really journey deeply into the heart. Not to ask for any particular thing, but to have association with my Dearest Friend. To really lay my progress before Him and share my life with HIm in an active way. 

So Living from the Heart clicked with me. It was what I wanted to do more of. Of course, whenever we say anything like that, it seems as though Maya, who is appointed specifically to make sure that her Dear Lord’s time isn’t wasted, immediately knows how to counter our attempts. But lately, I’ve felt that just as she is working for Krishna, she is also working for the devotees. I used to be angry when obstacles and blocks would arise, I would fret and fume and wonder why advancement had to be so difficult. Why is it that the waters could not simply stay calm? Why must we always be tossed and turned on the waves of uncertainty and caught under by the huge tidal wave of life? What was the purpose of it all? How is a person supposed to live from the heart with all of that going on?!

Like Dory said in ‘Finding Nemo’ “Just keep swimming.” the answer was simple. We keep going. If Krishna means as much to me as I say he does, then my only option ever was to simply keep going. Continue chanting, continue serving. No matter what. Nothing will ever change the fact that Krishna is seated within my heart. He has said this himself and I can take that as the north star. The constant in the wilderness. And as for everything else that comes up, if I can continue to have faith suddenly, those obstacles become opportunities to grow. Not because of something that I’ve done, but because Krishna has my best interest at heart, and He will pick me up far above those obstacles, if I only remember that He is both the ends and the means. 

Living from the heart, with love, with dependance on Krishna is not a byproduct of my life, but the central factor and pre-requisite for anything else that I can do. Seeing all conflicts as another opportunity to give love in some way, even if at a healthy distance, doesn’t diminish who I am. It does crazy things to my ego which always wants to get even and jump ahead, but to my real self, living from the heart only does good things. 

In this endeavor there is no loss or diminution, and a little advancement on this path can protect one from the most dangerous type of fear.

—Bhagavad Gita 2:40

When all my actions come from that place that Krishna has decided to make His residence, there is never any loss. No matter what my ego thinks, no matter what my finances say. Krishna has unlimited potencies and He is full of all opulences. If I have the faith and determination that everything He does is working in my best interest then that alone, gives me the highest result: the key love which is trust and faith in Krishna. 

I am ready to trust and have faith in my relationship with Krishna. 

What do you say?

Love Letters

I must have been about nine or ten years old when I started my first diary. It was an aquamarine blue glossy diary with a picture of a young Simba from The Lion King on the front and Nala on the back. It came complete with a lock and everything! My excitement when I got it was indescribable. I would sit at the end of each day, or in the middle, or the beginning, any time that I had to write and I would jot down thought after thought. Reading back on it later I was surprised at how many thoughts go through the mind of a young girl. Inspired by Anne Frank and young Zlata from Sarajevo, I wrote letters to an imaginary “Kitty”. She was the person who would be my friend when I was unable to find any others and she would know my heart and would understand my deepest emotions. 

My diary soon lay empty because I had no connection to Kitty. When I was facing bullying and all kinds of young kid drama in school, Kitty simply wasn’t enough. I could never be sure that Kitty was actually listening, and even if she was, what could she do to fix my problems? It wasn’t long before I found a new person to send my letters to. His name was Krishna. He was the one who would read these treasured letters of mine and would be able to know the most intimate secrets of my young, tender, heart. 

That small diary evolved into notebooks and notebooks of journals, which then evolved into files and files of computer notes, all to Krishna, and later, more specifically, to Govinda. I felt as though I had deepened my connection to Krishna through these letters. He was no longer simply on the altar. He was with me every time I sat down to pour out my frustrations or share my joys with someone, He was the first person I would tell. He became my friend when I felt as though I had no others, and He became the person I would rely on the most. I cannot being to express what writing these love letters to the Lord has done for me, but it has inspired in my heart a sense of constant gratitude that the Supreme Lord has been there with me to listen to my heartaches and rejoice with me for as long as I can remember. Not once has He ever complained about my tone of voice or the length of my rants. 

I’ve always felt that if I was going to communicate with someone if I really honestly needed it, I would hope that they would be able to do something about the problems that I had. He is the only person who is always able to do something without a doubt. I keep these journals handy as testimony for later. When I look back on how petty my problems were and I am able to see how well they worked out even without all of my efforts and thinking of myself as “the doer” I am able to give more thanks to Govinda, my diary and the keeper of my secrets. I can truly say that he knows my heart. 

What’s the point of writing all this? I thought that if it helped me, it may help someone else. I encourage everyone to try this at least once, and tell your friends. Just sit and write a letter. Pour out your heart. You can save it and put it in a book, but if it’s in your heart write it. Even if you think it may not be appropriate, the thing is, Krishna is already in our hearts and He already knows all that we have to say. But sometimes, it’s nice for us to say it of our own accord. To lay bare our souls in front of him and stand before him figuratively, naked and dependent. Write him a letter and see what it does for your relationship. It has worked wonders for mine. 

“For one who sees Me everywhere and sees everything in Me, I am never lost, nor is he ever lost to Me.

Bhagavad Gita 6:30

"My dear friend, where is Krishna, who is like the moon rising from the ocean of Nanda Maharaj’s dynasty? Where is Krishna, His head decorated with a peacock feather? Where is He? Where is Krishna, whose flute produces such a deep sound? Oh, where is Krishna, whose bodily luster is like the luster of the blue indranila jewel? Where is Krishna, who is so expert in rasa dancing? Oh! Where is He who can save my life? Kindly tell me where to find Krishna, the treasurre of my life and best of my friends. Feeling separation from Him, I hereby condemn Providence, the shaper of my destiny."

—Lalita Madhava by 
Srila Rupa Goswami

"My dear friend, where is Krishna, who is like the moon rising from the ocean of Nanda Maharaj’s dynasty? Where is Krishna, His head decorated with a peacock feather? Where is He? Where is Krishna, whose flute produces such a deep sound? Oh, where is Krishna, whose bodily luster is like the luster of the blue indranila jewel? Where is Krishna, who is so expert in rasa dancing? Oh! Where is He who can save my life? Kindly tell me where to find Krishna, the treasurre of my life and best of my friends. Feeling separation from Him, I hereby condemn Providence, the shaper of my destiny."

—Lalita Madhava by
Srila Rupa Goswami

The real reason for flowers. Govinda is flower bearing spring.

The real reason for flowers. Govinda is flower bearing spring.

The perfection in my life

The perfection in my life

Meerabai…inspiration :)

Meerabai…inspiration :)

(Source: beyondsamsara)

To fall in love with God is the greatest romance; to seek Him the greatest adventure; to find Him, the greatest human achievement.
St. Augustine
(via thecollegevaisnava)

Fixed

By the darkened waters of the Yamuna, in the forest of Madhuvan, millenniums ago, a small boy was steeped in deep yoga to attract the attention of the Supreme Lord. That five year old boy, Prince Dhruva was spurred on by the jealous words of his stepmother. His stepmother had concluded that the boy had no right to his father’s lap, not only his father’s lap, but his father’s entire throne. His only disqualification was that he was not born from her, the favorite queen. With reddened eyes, tear streaked cheeks and a broken heart, Prince Dhruva ran to his own mother to see if this was true. She confirmed that the unfortunate truth was that Dhruva would continue to be treated unfairly because he was her son. In desperation she told her son the harsh ways of the world and gave him one piece of sage advice. 

She told him that the Supreme Lord Krishna was able to mitigate any and all kinds of suffering. His only hope was to pray to him. Dhruva resolved that he would immediately pray to Lord Krishna. The Lord would be able to give him a kingdom bigger than his father’s, bigger than even his grandfather’s!

With the unflinching faith of a child in his mother’s words, Dhruva left home immediately for the forest. With the guidance of the great sage Narada, he began his yogic austerities to attract the heart of the Supreme Lord. The key to his austerities was the mantra given to him by the sage. Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya. 

Young Dhruva began to meditate and chant his special mantra. For five months, Dhruva meditated steadfastly. By the fifth month he was standing on one leg, His body strong, straight as a golden column and completely motionless. By the force of his yogic austerities the weight of his big toe pushed down into the Earth and the Earth itself began to tremble and shake. 

As the universe began to experience the chaos of the result of his yogic activities, the presiding deities of the universe finally took shelter of their Supreme Chief. Heading to Lord Krishna, they appealed to him, lovingly to give an audience to the young boy. With a compassionate smile and his bright effulgence, Sri Krishna asked the demigods not to worry and to return to their respective homes. He at once left his own Supreme abode to meet with Dhruva. 

Dhruva meditated on the form of the Lord within his heart with full determination, but suddenly that form of the lord disappeared. In shock Dhurva’s eyes opened wide, looking for his dearest friend. He saw that the form of the Lord was now standing before him. His bright effulgence was made even more beautiful by the golden silk that adorned his hips and complimented his dark complexion like lightening through thunderclouds. Dumbstruck Dhruva fell before the Lord, offering himself again and again. 

Hearing the prayers of young Dhruva, Sri Krishna being greatly pleased with his fixed nature, awarded him the kingdom of the pole star which was a greater kingdom than that of his father or his grandfather. 

Dhruva refused to accept the position that his stepmother had given him. He refused to accept that he was made for less. Made to be ordinary. He immediately found a way to change his position and went to pray to the Supreme Lord for an end to his suffering. His unflinching faith and steadfast devotion were able to draw the attention of that Supreme Person who has the attention of the entire universe. 

How often do we let the expectations of others dictate the way the story of our lives will be written? I refuse to accept mediocrity in my life. Not when an adventure is waiting to be had on the spiritual path. Aspire higher. 

I embrace devotion as my pole star as I foster the unflinching faith of a child in my relationship with my Supreme Friend. 

"It’s dangerous to become normal in kali-yuga. Kali-yuga is a culture of forgetfulness. Become extraordinary – kirtan is for extraordinary people."

—Sacinandana Swami

 

 “Whenever you possibly can, sustain the flow of a Sacred Name. To repeat His Name is to be in His presence. Just as a friend opens his heart to you and tells you all about himself when you come to him, if you associate with the Supreme Friend, He will reveal His true Being to you. Do you refrain from bathing when faced with the waves of the sea? Surely, you plunge right into the midst of them and take your bath. Similarly, in the very thick of tempests and difficulties of worldly life, maintain the remembrance of Him—take to the repetition of His Name.”
Sri Anandamayi Ma

 

“Whenever you possibly can, sustain the flow of a Sacred Name. To repeat His Name is to be in His presence. Just as a friend opens his heart to you and tells you all about himself when you come to him, if you associate with the Supreme Friend, He will reveal His true Being to you. Do you refrain from bathing when faced with the waves of the sea? Surely, you plunge right into the midst of them and take your bath. Similarly, in the very thick of tempests and difficulties of worldly life, maintain the remembrance of Him—take to the repetition of His Name.”

Sri Anandamayi Ma

(Source: kriyayogasadhana, via thecollegevaisnava)

Just a beautiful picture of one of the greatest kirtaniyas of all time. 

Just a beautiful picture of one of the greatest kirtaniyas of all time. 

Spiritual Anorexia

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“Life is a school of love. In this school, we are not just hungry, but starving for love.”

—His Holiness Bhakti Tirtha Swami

I heard about emotional anorexia today. A soul seeker stated that they were hungry for a self that nothing material could give them or take away. Something in themselves that nothing could rob them off, but a craving to reclaim and embrace their true identity. 

It struck a chord in me and I began to nod my head, because aren’t we all looking for that thing which the material world cannot give us? Somehow, I am constantly hungering for something deeper than this material world can give me, and I wind up looking in so many material folders for something that is outside the material scope. I realized soon that my emotional and spiritual well beings were closely linked and to neglect my spiritual well-being had a direct and qualitative effect on my emotional well-being. 

But what happens when both the spiritual and emotional selves are weak, and hungry? How does that impact our lives, and turn us from our real goal, toward looking at solutions that won’t be able to give us any lasting happiness? Where do we go for help? Sometimes it seems as though we look for the answer within ourselves but we simply can’t hear the response. We are too weak. Our starvation has progressed too far.

 I heard a Srila Prabhupada quote last night from my mother where Srila Prahupada compared our spiritual life to being on a boat. We have our position on a boat at rest  and no one can deny that we are on the boat, but as the waves come and the boat begins to rock and toss about on the waves of material existence it would seem that our position on the boat is no longer stable, and we are even in danger of being thrown overboard by the raucous waves. The only way to get stable again is to head with firm determination to the captain of the ship. The captain of the ship will be able to tell us which position will be most stable for us on the ship. That ship is our spiritual life, and the captain of ship is our spiritual teacher. We have to go to that spiritual teacher to be able to gain a firm position on the ship. 

In the same way, I feel as though we have to go to the same spiritual dietician to get our spiritual diet. To find out the process to become healthiest spiritually and emotionally, in order to reclaim and embrace our true identity. Our true selves as servants of the servants. I am trying through japa, reading and deeper meditation on my own spiritual teacher and his spiritual master, Srila Prabhupada, to find the best spiritual diet so that I will be at my healthiest ,so that I will not face that spiritual anorexia that has the power to turn one’s face away from the bright and beautiful smile of Govinda and towards this material world for the solutions to spiritual problems. 

I embrace the daily diet that nourishes my healthiest, spiritual identity as a servant of the servants of my spiritual teachers and the lovers of Radha Govinda. 

What’s your diet? 

 

From Your Heart…

image

I’ve been committed, this year, to facing daily battles and living more from the heart. Now, what does that even mean? My disgruntled and analytical brain needed to know what that mumbo jumbo sentence even meant to me as a devotee, as a person before I could even begin to admit that I  liked that affirmation as soon as I heard it. With japa, with kirtan, with service, I’ve been trying to go inward. To shut out the world and take a journey closer to Krishna and really take the time to associate with Him in those wonderful moments when we are granted an audience with that most wonderful Supreme Person. 

I am seated in everyone’s heart, and from Me come remembrance, knowledge and forgetfulness. By all the Vedas, I am to be known. Indeed, I am the compiler of Vedānta, and I am the knower of the Vedas.

Bhagavad Gita 15:15

Krishna himself gives the plot coordinates for where we can find him when we need him. We need look no further than our own hearts when we are in moments of despair and worry, grief, sorrow and even happiness. All we have to do is turn our faces to him to always have the perfect answer. I have said this prayer as a mantra for countless things; aiding me in finding a lost item, aiding me in exams, aiding me in finding the right words before I speak, confront, or even blog. But, finally it seemed as though this one verse held a code to live by. To take at least a half hour everyday and really journey deeply into the heart. Not to ask for any particular thing, but to have association with my Dearest Friend. To really lay my progress before Him and share my life with HIm in an active way. 

So Living from the Heart clicked with me. It was what I wanted to do more of. Of course, whenever we say anything like that, it seems as though Maya, who is appointed specifically to make sure that her Dear Lord’s time isn’t wasted, immediately knows how to counter our attempts. But lately, I’ve felt that just as she is working for Krishna, she is also working for the devotees. I used to be angry when obstacles and blocks would arise, I would fret and fume and wonder why advancement had to be so difficult. Why is it that the waters could not simply stay calm? Why must we always be tossed and turned on the waves of uncertainty and caught under by the huge tidal wave of life? What was the purpose of it all? How is a person supposed to live from the heart with all of that going on?!

Like Dory said in ‘Finding Nemo’ “Just keep swimming.” the answer was simple. We keep going. If Krishna means as much to me as I say he does, then my only option ever was to simply keep going. Continue chanting, continue serving. No matter what. Nothing will ever change the fact that Krishna is seated within my heart. He has said this himself and I can take that as the north star. The constant in the wilderness. And as for everything else that comes up, if I can continue to have faith suddenly, those obstacles become opportunities to grow. Not because of something that I’ve done, but because Krishna has my best interest at heart, and He will pick me up far above those obstacles, if I only remember that He is both the ends and the means. 

Living from the heart, with love, with dependance on Krishna is not a byproduct of my life, but the central factor and pre-requisite for anything else that I can do. Seeing all conflicts as another opportunity to give love in some way, even if at a healthy distance, doesn’t diminish who I am. It does crazy things to my ego which always wants to get even and jump ahead, but to my real self, living from the heart only does good things. 

In this endeavor there is no loss or diminution, and a little advancement on this path can protect one from the most dangerous type of fear.

—Bhagavad Gita 2:40

When all my actions come from that place that Krishna has decided to make His residence, there is never any loss. No matter what my ego thinks, no matter what my finances say. Krishna has unlimited potencies and He is full of all opulences. If I have the faith and determination that everything He does is working in my best interest then that alone, gives me the highest result: the key love which is trust and faith in Krishna. 

I am ready to trust and have faith in my relationship with Krishna. 

What do you say?

Love Letters

I must have been about nine or ten years old when I started my first diary. It was an aquamarine blue glossy diary with a picture of a young Simba from The Lion King on the front and Nala on the back. It came complete with a lock and everything! My excitement when I got it was indescribable. I would sit at the end of each day, or in the middle, or the beginning, any time that I had to write and I would jot down thought after thought. Reading back on it later I was surprised at how many thoughts go through the mind of a young girl. Inspired by Anne Frank and young Zlata from Sarajevo, I wrote letters to an imaginary “Kitty”. She was the person who would be my friend when I was unable to find any others and she would know my heart and would understand my deepest emotions. 

My diary soon lay empty because I had no connection to Kitty. When I was facing bullying and all kinds of young kid drama in school, Kitty simply wasn’t enough. I could never be sure that Kitty was actually listening, and even if she was, what could she do to fix my problems? It wasn’t long before I found a new person to send my letters to. His name was Krishna. He was the one who would read these treasured letters of mine and would be able to know the most intimate secrets of my young, tender, heart. 

That small diary evolved into notebooks and notebooks of journals, which then evolved into files and files of computer notes, all to Krishna, and later, more specifically, to Govinda. I felt as though I had deepened my connection to Krishna through these letters. He was no longer simply on the altar. He was with me every time I sat down to pour out my frustrations or share my joys with someone, He was the first person I would tell. He became my friend when I felt as though I had no others, and He became the person I would rely on the most. I cannot being to express what writing these love letters to the Lord has done for me, but it has inspired in my heart a sense of constant gratitude that the Supreme Lord has been there with me to listen to my heartaches and rejoice with me for as long as I can remember. Not once has He ever complained about my tone of voice or the length of my rants. 

I’ve always felt that if I was going to communicate with someone if I really honestly needed it, I would hope that they would be able to do something about the problems that I had. He is the only person who is always able to do something without a doubt. I keep these journals handy as testimony for later. When I look back on how petty my problems were and I am able to see how well they worked out even without all of my efforts and thinking of myself as “the doer” I am able to give more thanks to Govinda, my diary and the keeper of my secrets. I can truly say that he knows my heart. 

What’s the point of writing all this? I thought that if it helped me, it may help someone else. I encourage everyone to try this at least once, and tell your friends. Just sit and write a letter. Pour out your heart. You can save it and put it in a book, but if it’s in your heart write it. Even if you think it may not be appropriate, the thing is, Krishna is already in our hearts and He already knows all that we have to say. But sometimes, it’s nice for us to say it of our own accord. To lay bare our souls in front of him and stand before him figuratively, naked and dependent. Write him a letter and see what it does for your relationship. It has worked wonders for mine. 

“For one who sees Me everywhere and sees everything in Me, I am never lost, nor is he ever lost to Me.

Bhagavad Gita 6:30

"To fall in love with God is the greatest romance; to seek Him the greatest adventure; to find Him, the greatest human achievement."
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