Book distribution in Raleigh North Carolina
Nov11

Book distribution in Raleigh North Carolina

A few times a week, I take a long japa walk or japa hike. I put four or five books in my backpack and I chant, and I pray that I will be an instrument in Sri Sri Radha-Golokananda’s beautiful plan of bringing suffering souls closer to Their lotus feet. Generally, I tend to be shy, but since Covid 19, I feel a sense of urgency, and people are amazingly more receptive. So I just sit on a bench or a rock, chanting, and people show...

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Man proposes, God disposes
Nov10

Man proposes, God disposes

I was setting up my table at Pacific Beach, two blocks from the San Diego temple (how convenient!), when a man came by and asked, “Do you have the fifty-dollar stack of books? “Yes, I do.” I started piling the books up. “Okay. I’ll come back and get it a little later.” I thought that this guy was playing a game, but an hour later he came back. However, then he again said he’d be back later. I...

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Where there is Krishna, there is Laxmi
Nov09

Where there is Krishna, there is Laxmi

March 6th, around noon — a beautiful sun mercifully threw its warm rays on us. Sweat melodious harinama enchanted the hearts of people in the downtown. I was distributing books, prasada, and invitations. About thirty meters from the harinama, I saw a middle-aged woman attentively listening and watching the harinam. With a smile I approached her and offered her kind words and prasada. “No thank you. I don’t need...

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An answered prayer
Nov08

An answered prayer

I displayed a full Bhagavatam set next to my book table, and I was praying to the Bhagavatam to send someone who will take the set home. Sure enough, this American (photo attached), Bhakta Andrew, wearing a Hare Krishna hoody, walked out of the store, went straight to the set, and asked how much I wanted for it. He has read a few small books by Srila Prabhupada and some books by Radhanath Swami. Now he wants to start reading the...

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Paris a God-given hope makes a woman cry
Nov07

Paris a God-given hope makes a woman cry

Two days ago, I saw that we had an old version of Bhagavad-gita in Arabic in the bookroom. So today I decided that I would try to distribute it. Just before leaving the temple I almost forgot it, but I finally remembered to take it. During the whole time on book distribution I had this heavy Bhagavad-gita under my arm. I decided that I would give it to someone who gives me ten dollars for a small Arabic book. Maybe after one or two...

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