Letters to the editor

Hare Krishna, Gurudev,

Please accept my most humble and respectful obeisances

All glories to Srila Prabhupada, to you, and to all the Lord's devotees.

Dear Gurudev, this is Deva Vrata das from Argentina speaking.

I am so happy to see you in the Holy Dhama in ecstasy, the super-excellent Radha Kunda.

I have been watching your classes, which are so generously shared by the devotees who are with you there.

Gurudev, the other day I was reading the section in Caitanya Caritamrita about Raghunath das Gosvami. I've always been very drawn to him and his renunciation. I think that's also what attracts me most to you. And I was thinking about how similar you are.

Jay Gurudev! Jaya Raghunath das Gosvami!

Here, I am still mired in material suffering, struggling with the bad karma I have sown through my misdeeds and trying to practice SOME sincere devotional service to the Supreme Personality of Godhead, which is very difficult because I have been a fraud since time immemorial. I always have hidden desires for selfish enjoyment in every action, which causes everything to be frustrated, and I obtain neither one thing nor the other.

HpS - Well, agtSP, at least that would mean that you are not a demon.

Arjuna, in the Bhagavad Gita, is troubled about what will become of the yogi who embarks on the devotional path but falls due to his worldly mindset. Will he be lost (disappear) like a cloud in the sky? Will this practitioner find no success in any sphere, neither material nor spiritual?

Gurudev, how can one live a reasonably "normal" life in this world? (I mean, neither pretending to be a mahatma, nor becoming a two-legged animal.)

I have neither the qualifications to become a great transcendentalist nor the qualifications to become a successful "karmi" practitioner... what should I do?

I truly feel that this life in this body is already flawed, skewed from the start, from the moment I was born. I wish (if I could) to change bodies right now and have a slightly more favorable birth.

Truly, Gurudev, one cannot live without obtaining any enjoyment in any sphere, neither material nor spiritual.

I always remember a verse from the Srimad Bhagavatam recited by Mahatma Vidura that sums up the situation:

SB 3.7.17

Both the lowest of fools and one who is transcendent to all intelligence enjoy happiness, while those in between suffer material torments.

https://vedabase.io/es/library/sb/3/7/17/

Gurudev... how do we take that step to become transcendentalists, in a pleasant and viable way, without having to revert to the folly of "mudha" and seek base enjoyment in material things? How do we tolerate the torment of having no enjoyment in any sphere, neither material nor spiritual? Who can live a "dry" life in every sense?

Thank you, Gurudev, for your constant inspiration, because you are living proof that there are great souls who are experiencing the transcendental pleasure of serving God without personal desires.

Please excuse the defeatist tone of this letter.

Hare Krishna

Deva Vrata das

HpS - AgtSP. Paoho. This letter seems to be written long time ago.

So nice to have your association here in Santiago.

Your question seems to be something that will take some time to answer.

First initiation should inform us that we have a friend who will help us in our journey and is waiting for us at the end also.

Second initiation should be the beginning of DVAD. I am shudra ksatriya brahmana brahman.

Then more details come.

Fundamentally we do not fit here, some there can be material peace on the trip but it will always be a trip.

o. k.? See you in few minutes!

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Hare Krsna Gurudev

Por favor acepte mis más humildes y respetuosas reverencias

Todas las glorias a Srila Prabhupada, a usted y a todos los devotos del Señor

Querido Gurudev, aquí habla Deva Vrata das de Argentina

Muy feliz de verlo en el Santo Dhama en éxtasis, el superexcelente Radha Kunda.

Estuve viendo sus clases que muy generosamente comparten los devotos que están con usted allá.

Gurudev. El otro día leía la sección del Caitanya Caritamrita sobre Raghunath das Gosvami. Siempre estuve muy atraido a él y a su renunciación. Creo que también es lo que más me atrae de tí. Y pensaba en lo parecido que eres.

Jaya Gurudev! Jaya Raghunath das Gosvami!

Acá seguimos en el fango del sufrimiento material, peleando con el mal karma que uno sembró con sus fechorías y tratando de practicar ALGO de servicio devocional SINCERO a la Suprema Personalidad de Dios, lo cual es muy difícil porque soy un farsante desde tiempo inmemorial. Siempre tengo en mente ocultos deseos de disfrute egoísta en cada acción, lo cual hace que todo se frustre y que no obtenga ni una cosa, ni la otra.

Arjuna, en el Bhagavad Gita, está perturbado acerca de cual será la posición del yogi que emprende el camino devocional, pero que por su mentalidad mundana cae ¿se perderá (desaparecerá) como una nube en el cielo? ¿este practicante no tendrá éxito en ninguna esfera, ni en la material, ni en la espiritual?

Gurudev ¿Cómo se puede vivir en este mundo una vida medianamente "normal"? (quiero decir, ni fingir ser un mahatma, ni tampoco volverse un animal de dos patas)

No tengo ni la cualificación para volverme un gran trascendentalista ni la cualificación para volverme un karmi exitoso... ¿qué hago?

Realmente, siento que esta vida en este cuerpo ya está trunca, torcida de entrada, desde que nací. Quisiera (si pudiera) ya (ahora) cambiar de cuerpo y tener un nacimiento un poco más favorable.

Realmente, Gurudev, no se puede vivir sin obtener ningún disfrute de ninguna esfera, ni material ni espiritual.

Siempre recuerdo un verso del Srimad Bhagavatam recitado por Mahatma Vidura que resume la situación:

SB 3.7.17

Tanto el más bajo de los necios como aquel que es trascendental a toda inteligencia disfrutan de felicidad, mientras que las personas que se encuentran entre ambos sufren los tormentos materiales. https://vedabase.io/es/library/sb/3/7/17/

Gurudev... ¿cómo hacemos ese paso para volvernos trascendentalistas, de una manera amena y viable, sin tener que volver a la necedad del "mudha" y buscar disfrute burdo en la materia? ¿Cómo toleramos los tormentos de no tener disfrute de ninguna esfera, ni material, ni espiritual? ¿Quién puede vivir una vida "seca" en todos los sentidos?

Gracias Gurudev por su inspiración constante, porque usted es una prueba viviente de que existen grandes almas que están tocando el placer trascendental del servicio a Dios sin deseos personales.

Disculpe por lo derrotista que parece esta carta.

Hare Krsna

Deva Vrata das

Dear Siksha Guru Maharaja, please kindly accept my most humble obeisances; all glories to Srila Prabhupada; all glories to your good self for your many years of devotional service to Prabhupada and Krishna; all glories to all the devotees of Lord Chaitanya Mahaprabhu. I am always thinking of you, especially when I begin my japa period. Those mangala hours are the most precious to me, as I am in my most sober state of mind. It is during those hours that I feel the greatest impulse and strength to write to you, but it conflicts with my needs and interests to chant my rounds. The rest of the day is way too hectic and disturbing to express what my true feelings and thoughts are, so here I am again, trying to share some things when I should be chanting.

My wife has been once again diagnosed with cancer, and this time the disease is more invasive than it was a couple of years ago. We are awaiting to hear the doctor recommendations on how to go forward with treatment plans. We always talk about moving, but we are still here, and it puzzles us both to wonder why. If and when we do move, my only concern is knowing that my wife will have a support system in place: meaning more than just myself. I am constantly reminded of the pastime of how when Srila Prabhupada was lying on his death bead, he told his young disciples (who were in their teens and twenties) "don't think this won't happen to you." Death is no secret; it is all around us; it is in the news, the entertainment industry, the hospitals and nursing homes, the morgues and mortuaries: and lastly the grave yards. And still we are living each day as if things will be normal as usual.

I worship my Deities every morning and evening, as usual. During my morning worship I reflect on how in Denver I was often alone during the Sayana Arotika, and I felt like I had Krishna to myself. Krishna would then rob me of such moments, by having some other devotees come in for a quick last minute darshana. It saddens me to think that those days seem so very far away, as if in another world, or another lifetime. Why didn't I take my pujari service more seriously? Why did I give it up, only to wish that I hadn't? My sadhana continues as normal. It is only by your kindness and the mercy of Krishna that my daily devotional service is still happening. My wife struggles so much more with her own sadhana. At times I worry so much about her, but she is a fighter, refusing to quit no matter what. She has been a blessing for me in my own life as a devotee. I don't tell her enough, but she amazes me with her determination to keep trying, in spite of all her own emotional and physical challenges. It saddens me to see her struggling so hard.

Driving for Uber has its interesting moments for preaching as well. The other day I picked up one passenger from a slaughterhouse situated some 15 miles outside of Boise. I asked him "why do you work in such a place?" His only response was how he needed the money. So I preached to him, slightly flattering him with how he is a better person than this, as I could see that he was polite and receptive. I gave him the pamphlet "On Chanting Hare Krishna," as well as the book "Laws Of Nature." I preached to him about how there is so much violence and wars, because of such violence to animals in our own hearts and homes. He listened quietly and respectfully. On another occasion there was an Asian lady who was familiar with Mahabharata and Ramayana, as she said that she used to read such things to her students in her own country. In our conversation the name Bhagavad gita came up, and she was familiar with it. I told how the the title "BHAGAVAD GITA" literally means "SONG OF GOD." She was so excited to hear that, and she gladly accepted a copy for herself. I gave her some tips on how to read through the book so that it would be easier for her to follow. I felt it necessary as reading our version of Bhagavad gita could prove to be quite the challenge for people, because of all the academics that went into the publication.

Many other little tidbits of nectar could be shared, but mostly I just wanted to reach out and express my gratitude for your own caring about the devotees like myself. All too often it can feel like we are all alone; and in one sense I guess we are. I am reminded of how Srila Prabhupada once said "I never felt alone. I always felt the presence of my spiritual master." It is my understanding that Krishna accompanies the conditioned souls just so as we are not completely lost and forgotten. That is incredible to think about. How I wish I could have such moments of feeling the constant association of guru and Krishna. But I am so unfortunate that I cannot even surrender. I can only grieve out of self pity for my lamentable state of mind. I will need to close here, before I become more offensive with such pretense of devotion. Your kindness and mercy are my only hope. I hear you will be in Boise for Ratha Yatra. I will be in attendance for your classes: Hare Krishna.

Your lowly servant,

Balabhadra Dasa

HpS - ASA - - So, agtSP, much news!

Have to post here more often

Frankly, you seem to me to be doing just fine.

You seem to be in exactly the position where Krsna wants you.

Learning the lessons He wants you to learn, ether for this lifetime or the next.

5.17pm.

Quick bath.

Supper if squash.

Three more rounds Gaura arati etc.

HK. TgSP. TgHPS.                                        

Please accept my humble reverences

                                                       Lotus flower at dawn

You were singing… I didn't understand.

What were you expressing?

My heart was translating the beautiful song.

And I, without understanding

The washing began upon the resplendent Deities

Outlining the refreshing play of Their brilliance

the heart, your words…

Beautiful… divine

Those I didn't understand…

Later

The day again…the sun and the clouds, the memory

The heart without stopping

Neither by night nor by day…

I, without understanding

the resplendent Deities

Beautiful… divine

HK Govinda HK Ram Rama

KK Madusudana HH Radha Radha

HR Ram Ram HR Hare Hare

RR Krisna Krisna HH Radha Radha

ENC das

HpS - "https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_van_Dyke_Jr."

Time is

Too slow for those who Wait,

Too swift for those who Fear,

Too long for those who Grieve,

Too short for those who Rejoice,

But for those who Love,

Time is not.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_20U1xqKnk

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Thank you.

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Hk TgSP TgHPS

Por favor acepta mis humildes reverencias

                                            Flor de loto en el amanecer 

Cantabas… yo no comprendía

¿Qué exponías?

El corazón traducía la hermosa canción

Y yo sin entender

El lavado principiaba sobre las refulgentes Deidades

Contorneando el juego refrescante de Sus brillos

 el corazón, tus palabras…

Bellas… divinas

las que no comprendía…

Más tarde

Otra vez el día…el Sol y las nubes, la memoria

El corazón sin detenerse

Ni de noche ni de día…

 yo sin comprender

las refulgentes Deidades

Bellas… divinas

HK Govinda HK Ram Rama

KK Madusudana HH Radha Radha

HR Ram Ram HR Hare Hare

RR Krisna Krisna HH Radha Radha

ENC das

Hare Krisna

TGSP

TGHPS

PAMHO

Dear Maharaja:

I write the letters I send to the blog in Spanish… then I separate the paragraphs with ample spaces, and each paragraph is translated into English individually using Google Translate. Perhaps, by operating the program this way, the translation will be easier to read.

HpS - Do you understand English? I have comprehension of Spanish like a 12-14 year old.

As for the percentage of comprehension achieved by reading the book Krishna in Spanish, I don't know…

I recall hearing from you about your personal experience with the book Krishna (II), that you acquired it without knowing exactly what it was about. And how, after finishing it, you reflected on the work, questioning its veracity, or perhaps the incredible "deception" that what was manifesting itself before you at that moment might represent.

Among other things… I remember imagining him at that moment, trying to ascertain the possibility of missing or stuck-together pages…

In my personal case… by the time the book Krishna (I) in Spanish came into my hands, I was extremely passionate about the first literary forays of The Bhagavad-gītā as it is… after having identified it by the quote —8:17— mentioned in The Science of Self-Realization.

Of course, the arrival of the book Krishna (I) in Spanish—27 years ago—provided the necessary surge of enthusiasm to make me devour it without the slightest hesitation. TgsSP.

To this day… after having read it several times, I am unable to provide a detailed and understandable explanation for others about “1/The Advent of Lord Krishna.” And, from what I understand… this inability would be evidence of not understanding the pastime correctly.

Since this pastime is preliminary… I can deduce that I would not understand the rest either, despite “believing” I could acceptably explain such successive pastimes.

Aside from what has been said… I feel that my faith in Krishna(Krisna-lila) is sincere… that the Lord is present in everything… and that, by the grace of Srila Prabhupada, we have begun to understand Him by intending to remain surrendered in the dust of His lotus feet. And that… by the mercy of His pure devotee, this insignificant ant can accept—with a certain urgency and determination—raising its arms in constant supplication…

Hare Krisna Hare Krisna

Krisna Krisna Hare Hare

Hare Rama Hare Rama

Rama Rama Hare Hare

And, in that accessible, merciful and so “simple” way, evolve as far as Krishna allows.

Please, Maharaja, I humbly beg you to forgive my offenses and be merciful to this tailless monkey.

Thank you for everything!…

All glory to SP

All glory to You

ENC dās

HpS - Esteemed tail-less monkey, paoho, after so many months of writing this letter has you understanding of the KRSNA book changed?

It is maybe the most central book in all of our meditations.

In 2022 AI consumed 4.4% of all USA electrical power. By 2028 it expected to rise to 12%!

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Hare Krisna

TGSP

TGHPS

PAMHO

Querido Maharaja: Las cartas que envío al blog las escribo en español… luego separo los párrafos con espacios amplios y así, cada párrafo en particular (por separado) es traducido al inglés por medio del Google Translate. Quizá, operando el robot de esa manera, la traducción se lea mejor.

En cuanto al % comprensivo obtenido por leer el libro Krisna en español, no lo sé…

Recuerdo haber oído de usted, su experiencia personal respecto al libro Krisna (II), que habiéndolo adquirido sin saber exactamente de qué se trataba. Y como… luego de haber concluido su lectura… reflexionara acerca de la obra… preguntándose a sí mismo sobre la veracidad, o bien, sobre el increíble “embuste” que podría significar aquello que se manifestaba en ese momento ante usted.

Entre otras cosas… recuerdo imaginarlo en ese instante, tratando de constatar la posibilidad de páginas faltantes o pegadas entre sí…

En mi caso personal… para el momento en que llegara a mis manos el libro Krisna (I) en español, me encontraba sumamente apasionado en las primeras incursiones literarias de El Bhagavad-gītā tal como es… luego de haberlo identificado por la cita —8:17— mencionada en La ciencia de la autorrealización.

Por supuesto que la llegada del libro Krisna (I) en español —hace 27 años— significó la sobrecarga de entusiasmo necesaria para abalanzarme sobre su lectura sin mediar el mínimo cuidado. TgsSP.

A la fecha de hoy… luego de haberlo leído ya varias veces, no podría desarrollar una explicación detallada y comprensible para los demás sobre “1/El advenimiento del Señor Krisna”. Y, por lo que tengo entendido… dicha incapacidad sería evidencia de no comprender el pasatiempo correctamente.

Siendo dicho pasatiempo lo preliminar… puedo deducir que tampoco estaría comprendiendo el resto, pese a “creer” poder explicar de manera aceptable los pasatiempos sucesivos.

Al margen de lo dicho… siento que mi fe es sincera respecto a Krisna-lila… que el Señor se encuentra presente en todo… y que, por la gracia de Śrīla Prabhupāda, hemos comenzado a comprenderlo mediante la intención de permanecer rendidos entre el polvo de sus pies de loto. Y que… por la misericordia de Su devoto puro, esta insignificante hormiga puede aceptar —con cierta urgencia y determinación— alzar sus brazos en constante ruego…

Hare Krisna Hare Krisna

Krisna Krisna Hare Hare

Hare Rama Hare Rama

Rama Rama Hare Hare

Y, de esa manera accesible, misericordiosa y tan “simple”, evolucionar hasta donde Krisna lo permita.

Por favor, Maharaja, le ruego humildemente que perdone mis ofensas y sea misericordioso con este mono de cola amputada.

¡Gracias por todo!…

 Todas las glorias a SP

Todas las glorias a Ti

ENC dās

Hare Krishna, dear Maharaja.

Please accept my humble obeisances.

All glories to Srila Prabhupada.

                  “If we have lotus feet, they are Srila Prabhupada’s.”

These words, born from his lips, continue to resonate in the sanctuary of my memory like the Maha Mantra itself. They alone illuminate this humble offering, for my insignificant voice would be the arrogant shout of my ill-mannered throat… without the fragrant trace of his example. Even so, with a trembling heart, I place these lines at the feet of his mercy.

In that phrase, like a lotus at dawn, unfolds the hidden essence of all the Vedas: the radiant science of pure bhakti. It melts the butter in the hearts of white swans and, at the same time, chisels with sacred fire the iron of those who seek refuge. In its simplicity, that statement reveals the summit and the root of devotion.

Only through the light of his absolute surrender can these words aspire to avoid becoming offensive. For all value stems from his indissoluble bond with the lotus feet of Srila Prabhupada. Without that connection, my attempt would be dust scattered by the wind… with it, at least, it becomes a trail of incense drifting toward grace. I believe.

In You, beloved Maharaja, acintya-bhedabheda-tattva becomes living form… the subtle dance between unity and difference manifests in Your steadfast and gentle service… in Your presence that does not impose, yet sustains that teaching which it caresses while guiding with a sure hand.

You do not describe the truth - You embody it-.

The heart, as it draws near to His presence… recognizes an ancient melody. Tears arise that do not wound, but heal, while His relief emerges… a relief that does not lull us to sleep but ignites us. In that silent exchange of heart to heart, one understands that mercy is not a concept, but a breath given without asking for anything in return.

Therefore, these words are presented now as gentle affirmations, devoid of any hint of defiance. Everything in this offering seeks to bow, never to rise. It seeks to honor, not to dispute. It seeks to serve, rather than to opine. I accept, from this moment forward, any correction from you… I know your vision is clear, even when mine is clouded by ignorance.

Confident that Sri Krishna, in due time, will reveal the intelligence necessary to fully understand his instructions, I am ready to follow his guidance with the little strength I possess, even if it is minimal and unruly, even if my hands tremble, even if my heart is not yet pure.

May Lord Nrishimhadeva extend His protective arc of fire over you.

May His divine claws ward off all danger, dissolve all shadows, and safeguard your mission, your body, your words, and your eternal service to Srila Prabhupada.

May His sacred roar keep your path clear so that you may continue to illuminate ours.

HpS - "The time has come the Walrus said, talk of many things, of ships and sails and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings, and why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings", Lewis Carrol, "Alice in Wonderland".

Pigs like us have wings if a Spiritual Master like Srila Prabhupada smiles upon us, no?

TGSP

All glories to You

Hare Krishna - Hare Rama

ENC das

Hare Krishna, querido Maharaja.

Por favor acepte mis humildes reverencias.

Todas las glorias a Srila Prabhupada

        “Si en caso tenemos pies de loto, son los de Srila Prabhupada.”

Estas palabras, nacidas de sus labios, continúan resonando en el santuario de mi memoria como el Maha Mantra mismo. Ellas, por sí solas, iluminan esta humilde ofrenda, pues mi insignificante voz sería el grito prepotente de mi mal educada garganta… sin el rastro perfumado de su ejemplo. Aun así, con el corazón tembloroso, deposito estas líneas a los pies de su misericordia.

En esa frase se abre, como un loto al amanecer, la esencia oculta de todos los Vedas: la ciencia radiante del bhakti puro. Ella derrite la mantequilla del corazón de los cisnes blancos y, al mismo tiempo, cincela con fuego sagrado el hierro de aquellos que buscamos refugio. En su sencillez, esa declaración revela la cima y la raíz de la devoción.

Sólo gracias a la luz de su entrega absoluta estas palabras pueden aspirar a no convertirse en ofensa. Pues todo valor proviene de su vínculo indisoluble con los pies de loto de Srila Prabhupada. Sin esa conexión, mi intento sería polvo disperso por el viento… con ella, al menos, se vuelve un rastro de incienso flotando hacia la gracia. Creo yo.

En Usted, querido Maharaja, acintya-bhedabheda-tattva se vuelve forma viviente: la danza sutil entre unidad y diferencia se manifiesta en su servicio firme y dulce… en su presencia que no impone y sin embargo sostiene esa enseñanza que acaricia mientras guía con mano segura.

Usted no describe la verdad… la encarna.

El corazón, al acercarse a su compañía… reconoce una antigua melodía. Surgen lágrimas que no hieren, sanan, mientras surge el alivio suyo… el que no adormece y nos enciende. En ese intercambio silencioso de corazón a corazón, uno comprende que la misericordia no es un concepto, sino un aliento que se entrega sin pedir nada.

Por ello, estas palabras se presentan ahora como afirmaciones suaves, desprendidas de cualquier sombra de desafío. Todo en esta ofrenda desea inclinarse, nunca alzarse. Desea honrar, no disputar. Desea servir, en lugar de opinar. Acepto, desde ya, cualquier corrección de su parte… sé que su visión es clara, incluso cuando la mía se nubla por ignorancia.

Confiado en que Sri Krishna, en el momento oportuno, revelará la inteligencia necesaria para comprender plenamente sus instrucciones, me dispongo a seguir su guía con la poca fuerza que poseo, aunque ella sea mínima y revoltosa, aunque mis manos tiemblen, aunque mi corazón aún no sea puro.

Que el Señor Nṛsiṁhadeva extienda sobre Usted Su arco de fuego protector.

Que sus garras divinas aparten todo peligro y disuelvan toda sombra y resguarden su misión, su cuerpo, sus palabras y su servicio eterno a Srila Prabhupada.

Que su rugido sagrado mantenga libre su sendero para que continúe iluminando el nuestro.

TGSP

Todas las glorias a Ti

Hare Kṛṣṇa- Hare Rama

ENC das

HK

TgSP

TgHPS

PAMHO

Dear Maharaja: please accept my most humble reverences at your feet.

HpS/ASA - AgtSP!!!! Paoho....

 I wish to offer my sincere apologies once again for the message that arrived on your blog. It was not my intention to send any letter or content. I was simply trying, rather clumsily, to learn how to attach photographs, and due to my lack of technical knowledge, the system sent what was in the fields, which I had hastily filled in by typing... just so the system would allow me to continue.

None of it made any sense or served any purpose, and I take full responsibility for my oversight.

HpS/ASA - I don't think we have sent it. I bought a copy of a movie on Amazon by doing the same thing. I think it was Forbidden Kingdom with Jackie Chan and Jet lee!

Upon reflection… something very simple, essential, and nothing new comes to mind… -I must always remember Krishna-.

It is more than evident that when one forgets this, thinking –who knows what–, these kinds of entanglements arise.

I should have written “Hare Kṛṣṇa” spontaneously and consciously, instead of mechanically typing anything like -jjjhhhh- which sounds like a snake annoyed by frustration.

HpS - 🐸 ritvik!? ritvik!?

Even in a minor, technical act, that lack of memory reveals how easily a fallen comrade is scattered when consciousness is separated, even for an instant, from duty.

Please forgive me for this entirely unintentional situation. I appreciate your patience and mercy.

HpS - It happens all the time, no? Yet, because we are chanting daily, our intelligence is conditioned to the Holy Names and it tells our mind, "That is Maya. Correct it".

We would like to remember where we saw it, but we remember a video clip where Rama tells Laskmana that there is not mistake we can make that we cannot correct.

 We'll keep trying, and once I have all the images... and after I've learned how to upload photos to the blog perfectly, we'll make new and successful attempts. Eternal thanks!

HK

TgSp

All the glory of You

ENC das

HpS - Thank you. I see like five previous Posts by your good self. We are now beginning to catch up on our mail. This international tour has kept us busy at ever moment.

We have thirty minutes until we leave for the next program here in Santiago.

Lettuce use 15 for those Posts! 🙂

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HK

TgSP

TgHPS

PAMHO

Querido Maharaja: por favor acepta mis más humildes reverencias a sus pies.

Deseo ofrecerle nuevamente mis sinceras disculpas por el mensaje que llegó a su blog. No fue mi intención enviar ninguna carta ni contenido. Me encontraba únicamente intentando aprender, de manera muy torpe, cómo adjuntar fotografías, y por desconocimiento técnico el sistema envió lo que había en los campos, que yo mismo había completado ligeramente tecleando solo… para que el sistema permitiera continuar. 

Nada de ello tuvo sentido ni propósito, y asumo plenamente la responsabilidad por mi descuido.

Al reflexionar… se enciende algo muy simple, esencial y nada nuevo… -siempre debo recordar a Kṛṣṇa-.

 Es más que evidente que cuando uno Lo olvida pensando- vaya a saber qué-. Surgen este tipo de enredos

Debería haber escrito “Hare Kṛṣṇa” de manera espontánea y consciente, en lugar de teclear cualquier cosa mecánicamente como -jjjhhhh- que suena a serpiente fastidiada por la frustración.

Incluso en un acto técnico y menor, esa falta de recuerdo revela cuán fácilmente un caído se dispersa cuando la conciencia se separa, aunque sea un instante, del servicio.

Le ruego me perdone por esta circunstancia totalmente involuntaria. Agradezco su paciencia y su misericordia.

Seguiremos tratando, y una vez que tenga el material gráfico completo… y luego que haya aprendido perfectamente a enviar fotografías al blog, haremos nuevos y exitosos intentos. ¡¡Gracias eternas¡¡

HK

TgSp

Todas las glorias Ti

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