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I awoke at 3:30 a.m. as the first rays of Eastern Europe\u2019s summer sun peeked through my window. I was confused. Where am I? Nothing in the room seemed familiar. Since my travels take me to a new town and country every few days, this happens often when I first awake. Getting up, I looked outside the window to get my bearings.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, right,\u201d I said softly, as I watched devotees arriving with their luggage to our base for the summer festival tour. \u201cI\u2019m back on the Baltic Sea coast in Poland.\u201d  <\/p>\n

Excited to begin, I showered quickly, dressed, and stepped out into the cool morning air. Chanting my japa, I found myself distracted by worries of how this tour would unfold. We were short of funding, several trucks were broken down, the electrical system on our massive stage was malfunctioning, and worst of all, local farmers were predicting a cold, wet summer.<\/p>\n

I decided not to waste my time in worry. \u201cKrishna\u2019s the supreme controller,\u201d I reminded myself. \u201cHe can fix all these obstacles on a moments notice. He\u2019s done it for us many times before in the last 28 years.\u201d<\/p>\n

And it\u2019s a fact. While preaching and spreading the holy names, a devotee can sometimes easily perceive the Lord\u2019s intervention in difficult situations. One such case had already happened! Nandini dasi told me, upon my arrival at our new school base, that we were unable to rent the school we had previously used for many years in another town because they were planning to renovate it. She had looked high and low for another school to meet our needs of accommodation for 300 devotees with kitchen included. Not finding anything suitable and with time running out, she approached a school we had stayed in 13 years ago during another summer tour. However, the price was now astronomical \u2013 way beyond our means. Nandini bargained with them for days, finally renting the school for half the original price. The next day all 300 of us moved in.<\/p>\n

After the agreement was signed, she discovered the whole town had been rooting for us. A lady told her, \u201cMany years ago, when you people were staying here, you used to sing daily on the streets of our town. Everyone remembers those colorful and joyful processions. We miss them! Promise us you\u2019ll find the time to sing that special song you sing over and over and over in our town again while you\u2019re here.\u201d<\/p>\n

Later in the morning we held a meeting for the devotees. I impressed upon them that we have inherited a great responsibility from our previous acarayas. For generations, Vaisnavas in India had been developing and organizing Krishna consciousness in such a way that it would one day spread all over the world. <\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

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In the 19th <\/sup>Century, Srila Bhaktivinode Thakur wrote, \u201cWhen will that day come when the fair-skinned foreigners will come to Sri Mayapur-dhama and join with the Bengali Vaisnavas to chant \u2018Jaya Sacinandana, Jaya Sacinandana!\u2019<\/p>\n

\u201cVery soon the chanting of harinam sankirtana will be spread all over the world. Oh, when will that day come when people from America, England, France, Germany and Russia will take up kartalas and mridangas and chant Hare Krishna in their towns?\u201d  [ From Sajjana-toshani<\/em> ]\n

I impressed upon the devotees that the time had arrived for us to uphold the tradition and to spread it to every town and village. It is simultaneously a grave and joyful responsibility, but we are especially fortunate as our contribution is a particularly attractive one: holding Krishna conscious festivals throughout the summer in the beach towns along the Baltic Sea coast.<\/p>\n

The next day we went on harinam to advertise our first festival. Soon we were chanting on the boardwalk in great ecstasy with our drums, cymbals, banners, flags and trumpets. Our beautiful, colorful, joyful and exuberant kirtan party was in stark contrast to the unseasonably cold and wet weather, with gray clouds hanging ominously above us in the sky. Devotees moved systematically through the crowds handing out our informative, beautifully designed invitations. The invitations included a quote from the Indian Ambassador to Poland, encouraging people to visit the festival, which in his words \u201cembodied the spirit of India\u2019s culture.\u201d As we proceeded along suddenly a young boy around 12 years of age ran up to me, his eyes wide open in amazement.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

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\u201cIndradyuma Swami,\u201d he said excitedly. \u201cDo you remember me?\u201d<\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t sure how to reply. I meet thousands of young men his age each year, so I couldn\u2019t remember him. But I didn\u2019t want to disappoint him. So I paused for a moment hoping he would refresh my memory.<\/p>\n

\u201cI first met you when I was 6 months old,\u201d he continued.<\/p>\n

I really didn\u2019t know what to say at that point.<\/p>\n

\u201cHere\u2019s a picture of me in my Mom\u2019s arms at your festival 12 years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n

I glanced at the picture and sure enough there was a baby in his mother\u2019s arms standing next to me on our festival grounds.<\/p>\n

\u201cVery nice.\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

Then he pulled out another photo.<\/p>\n

\u201cHere I am with you at the festival when I was 5.\u201d he said.<\/p>\n

Looking closer I saw that he was indeed older and so was I.<\/p>\n

Producing a slew of photos he said, \u201cAnd here we are together when I was 7, 8, 9 and 10!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, our association is certainly well documented,\u201d I smiled.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, you\u2019re my hero,\u201d he said. \u201cI\u2019ve never been to a Hare Krishna Temple and I\u2019ve only read one small book about Krishna. But I want to be just like you when I grow up. And guess what? I stopped eating meat a long time ago and I don\u2019t smoke either. My friends think I\u2019m crazy, but I don\u2019t care.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m happy I can be an example for you,\u201d I replied. \u201cWill you be coming to the festival tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n

 \u201cOf course,\u201d he said. \u201cAnd my Mom\u2019s bringing her camera!\u201d<\/p>\n

As the harinam wound it\u2019s way through the town many people smiled and waved. I could only conclude that they knew us from having been to our festival before, just like the young man who\u2019d approached me. <\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

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\u201cOur festivals changed the antagonistic opinion people had about us some years ago.\u201d I thought. \u201cThere was a time when the Catholic Church was openly saying that we were a dangerous sect. Now they wouldn\u2019t dare say such a thing because so many millions of people have passed through our festival programs and know us well. We average 5,000 people a day, for the months of July and August. Multiply that by 40 festivals a summer for 28 years and it\u2019s an astounding number of people who have come in contact with us in a most positive way.\u201d<\/p>\n

Smiling, I thought, \u201cIt was the church who bravely brought down Communism in this country, but they couldn\u2019t take us down.\u201d I remembered a verse from Bhagavad Gita<\/em>:<\/p>\n

\u201cWherever there is Krishna, the master of all mystics, and wherever there is Arjuna, the supreme archer, there will also certainly be opulence, victory, extraordinary power, and morality.\u201d [Bhagavad-gita <\/em>18.78]\n

Although spoken 5,000 years ago, the Lord\u2019s words in Bhagavad Gita<\/em> come alive even in modern times if applied properly. Absolute Truth is relevant for all time \u2013 past, present and future.<\/p>\n

Hour\u2019s later, tired but fully satisfied, we proceeded to the festival site near the beach. The festival was just beginning and all 300 seats in front of the stage were full. Many other hundreds of people were walking around the festival taking in the various attractions: the restaurant, magic show, puppet show, yoga lessons, face painting, cooking demonstrations, question and answers tent, etc. Everything was first class \u2013 looking attractive and professional. The harinam devotees quickly took their positions on stage, in the tents and restaurant. All 300 devotees were actively engaged.<\/p>\n

As I walked around surveying the scene, I picked up pieces of paper, old cloth and other oddities and put them in garbage cans. Soon after, the first of our theatrical productions, a revised edition of our previous theater, \u201cKrishna in Vrindavan,\u201d began. Devotees had worked for months on the production and their hard work paid off as the crowd gave a thunderous applause at the end.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

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When it came time for my lecture, I walked up the steps of the stage reflecting on the fact that I\u2019d given introductory lectures on the summer stage for 28 years. I thought about the challenge of giving an introductory lecture to people who return year after year \u2013 trying to keep it interesting and fresh.<\/p>\n

As I began my talk I saw 4 young men, likely in their early 20\u2019s, showing no interest in what I was saying. At one point, they began making fun of me, imitating my movements and joking about what I said. It was a distraction, so I did what I often do in such circumstances \u2013 I fixed my attention on someone in the audience who was attentive and appeared interested. Occasionally I would glance at the disruptive boys. Seeing their ongoing antics only increased my resolve to present the sublime truths of the Gita using convincing examples, analogies and verses. Then something quite amazing happened. Halfway through my lecture I looked over and saw the boys were listening with rapt attention. I thought it might be part of their antics, but as time went on I saw them nodding their heads in approval of what I was saying. At the end of the talk they applauded along with the rest of the crowd.
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\n\u201cPowerful philosophy,\u201d I thought to myself as I descended the stairs to sign copies of the Bhagavad Gita that I had encouraged people to buy during my talk.<\/p>\n

An elderly man was one of those waiting in line for me, a new Bhagavad Gita in his hand. He was also holding a smaller edition of Bhagavad Gita translated and commented on by my godbrother, Ranchor dasa, from England. Simple and easy to read, we give his Polish edition along with Srila Prabhupada\u2019s translation of Bhagavad Gita, encouraging people to read it first, so they will better understand Prabhupada\u2019s Bhagavad Gita As It Is.<\/p>\n

\u201cCould you please sign my books?\u201d he said.<\/p>\n

As I began signing the books he said, \u201cI want to thank you for your talk. In all my 80 years I have never heard spiritual knowledge explained so clearly and logically as you did today.\u201d<\/p>\n

 \u201cThank you,\u201d I said. \u201cI learned everything from my spiritual teacher who translated and wrote the comments in the larger book you have in your hands. Spiritual life is logical as well.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

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Clutching the book tightly he said. \u201cYes, and I am eagerly looking forward to reading it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Noting his distinguished appearance I asked what his profession was.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m retired,\u201d was his only reply.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut what did you do as a profession during your working years?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI was a politician,\u201d he replied quite reluctantly.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, what was that like?\u201d I asked hoping to get into a discussion where I could somehow introduce Krishna consciousness.
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\n\u201cYou wouldn\u2019t want to know,\u201d he replied. \u201cLet\u2019s not get into that. You people just keep doing what you are doing. You\u2019re capable of making the world a better place. And I mean that.\u201d<\/p>\n

As he walked away I saw people in the line talking excitedly.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you know who that man is? \u201d said the next person who came forward for a signature.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I don\u2019t,\u201d I replied.<\/p>\n

He mentioned some name with reverence and was a bit surprised by my lack of response, as I had never heard the name before. Nevertheless, I took great satisfaction that a man of political importance had bought a Bhagavad Gita.<\/p>\n

There were around 12 people in line with Bhagavad Gitas in their hands. Sitting down, I signed one after the other, hardly looking up. When the last person came forward, I stood up and looked at him to ask if he was enjoying the show. Suddenly I realized he was one of the boys who had been making fun of me during my talk. Looking at me with his head bent down a little he said softly, \u201cSorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo problem,\u201d I said. \u201cGive me your book. I\u2019ll be happy to sign it.\u201d As he was leaving I shook his hand firmly and asked him to come back the next day.<\/p>\n

\u201cSure,\u201d he replied. \u201cWhat time will you be speaking?\u201d<\/p>\n

I smiled and replied, \u201cSame time, same place.\u201d<\/p>\n

After signing the books, I walked over to sit down on the one of the last benches in front of the stage. Very quickly a woman in her early 40\u2019s approached me.<\/p>\n

\u201cMay I speak to you for a moment?\u201d she said. \u201cI don\u2019t want to take much of your time.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOf course,\u201d I said.
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\n\u201cI just wanted to thank you for your talk. It literally saved my life.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSaved your life?\u201d I said, thinking that perhaps she was speaking metaphorically.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d she said. \u201cTwo years ago my only child, my 16 year old son, was killed in a head-on car collision. I was devastated and as a result my relationship with my husband deteriorated quickly. We began quarreling and fighting and eventually separated. Six months ago we divorced. Because I was so distraught I couldn\u2019t focus at work, and several months ago I lost my job. My friends were unable to cope with me, and one by one they abandoned me. I couldn\u2019t make sense of it all. I kept asking, \u2018why is all this happening to me?\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n

She paused and then said: \u201cThere seemed to be no reason to keep living. So I came up here to the coast last week with the intention of ending my life.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry to hear all this,\u201d I said in sympathy.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut today I was walking on the boardwalk past your festival at the moment you came on the stage to give your talk. I could sense this was a spiritual event and decided to sit and listen to you, hoping to find some solace in my misery. But besides the solace I also found the answer to my question of why my life was so suddenly turned upside down. Your clear and logical explanation of karma \u2013 receiving the results of our past actions \u2013 made sense to me. But most important you offered an alternative to my misery. Your explanation of the spiritual world was convincing, and I realized then and there that returning there was the real solution to my problems. So I\u2019m going to go and purchase the Bhagavad Gita now. I just request that I can keep in touch with you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Then she paused and concluded: \u201cThank you for saving my life \u2013 and more important \u2013 for giving me new life.\u201d<\/p>\n

It was a humbling experience, but I silently thanked Srila Prabhupada for saving us all. <\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

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In the next moment, the head of our security team rushed up to me exclaiming, \u201cSrila Gurudeva, be on your guard! There\u2019s a big, burley man walking around the festival grounds asking for ‘the guru.’ He has approached several of my men. He\u2019s looking in the tents now. Don\u2019t worry, we\u2019re here if you need us.\u201d<\/p>\n

Suddenly ten meters away, a large, muscular man, dressed in shorts and t-shirt called out \u201cMaharaja!\u201d with a big smile and came running toward me. Before security could intervene, he picked me up and swung me around saying, \u201cI\u2019ve missed you so much!\u201d<\/p>\n

Putting me down he continued, \u201cDo you remember me? Woodstock, 1997, in Zary, Poland. I lent my truck to you to transport your equipment around the site.\u201d<\/p>\n

I remembered. \u201cYes!\u201d I said, \u201cWe spent many hours talking about life during that event.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEveryone in my town misses you guys,\u201d he said in a quieter tone. \u201cYou know, people still talk about the singing parties you all had in the town market day after day. They were magical!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d I repeated, \u201cMagical.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m up here on the coast for vacation and I got an invitation to your event on the beach this morning.\u201d He continued. \u201cI was thinking, \u2018maybe Maharaja will be there\u2019 and here you are! I\u2019m so happy to see you again.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd I\u2019m happy to see you,\u201d I said, taking his hand.<\/p>\n

Then he paused and said, \u201cSeriously, Maharaja, when will you and your team come back to Zary and sing that special song in the market place? It would make us all so happy.\u201d<\/p>\n

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tri bhuvana kamaniye gaura candre vatirne
\n  patita yavana murkhah sarvatha sphotayantah
\niha jagati samasta nama sankirtanarta
\n vayam api ca krtarthah krishna namasrayad bhoh<\/p>\n

 
\n\u201cWhen Lord Gauracandra, the most attractive personality within the three worlds advented in this universe, all the fallen souls began to wave their arms in the air excited by the congregational chanting of the holy names. We also were completely fulfilled because of our taking shelter of those same names of Lord Krishna. O my Lord!\u201d<\/p>\n

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\"HareBy Indradyumna Swami<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cI just wanted to thank you for your talk. It literally saved my life.\u201d \u201cSaved your life?\u201d I said, thinking that perhaps she was speaking metaphorically. \u201cYes,\u201d she said. \u201cTwo years ago my only child, my 16 year old son, was killed in a head-on car collision. I was devastated and as a result my relationship with my husband deteriorated quickly. We began quarreling and fighting and eventually separated. Six months ago we divorced. Because I was so distraught I couldn\u2019t focus at work, and several months ago I lost my job. My friends were unable to cope with me, and one by one they abandoned me. I couldn\u2019t make sense of it all. I kept asking, \u2018why is all this happening to me?\u2019\u201d She paused and then said: \u201cThere seemed to be no reason to keep living. So I came up here to the coast last week with the intention of ending my life.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[35],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-48696","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-indradyumna-swami"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48696","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=48696"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48696\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":48700,"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48696\/revisions\/48700"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=48696"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=48696"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dandavats.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=48696"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}