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Radhe Radhe !

Mataji’s (yes, she is the only one whom i lovingly called simply as ‘Mataji’ – although she protested always) final journey has been recorded by none other than her own Sri Gurudev. He writes –

At the hospital bed of Sadanandi dasi – reflections while trying to assist
my dying secretary in her final journey

Oh eternal soul
Trapped in a dying body
Now it’s time for you to go.

Cut the rope of your remaining attachments
By the sword of devotion
And go – please go
Don’t fear- yes, there were many tests on the way but you passed them all
Radha and Krsna are by your side – They are already waiting.

That is about as far I came in my little address to Sadanandi. I had just
entered the emergency ward and stood before her bed. It was obvious: She was
in her last stage fighting with death. Then suddenly I was overwhelmed by a
hurricane of emotions and, in the midst of tears, broke down.

Even in her state of coma, Sadanandi looked like an angel. She was breathing
heavily – apparently not noticing her surroundings. But I could sense – she
was still there. The soul was awake, even in her finished body.

The rest is quickly told: we sang for 8 and half hours the maha-mantra.
After a quick bathroom visit I saw how two nurses took out the second
patient, who had just died. His wheel-bed rolled by. Good that he heard the
Sadanandi’s Mother was there caressing her head and arm – crying and
preparing for the final good-bye.
‘When will death come?’, I asked the doctor when he removed the artificial
life-prolonging machines one after the other.
‘Within the next 24 hours!’, he answered with a sad smile (everyone liked
Sadanandi immediately). ‘There is nothing we can do for her any longer. The
internal bleeding just can’t be stopped. Her liver is dead, kidneys don’t
work and then there is this dangerous virus, and….. Only one strong pain
killer is still administered.’

After 7 hours of maha-mantra, the male nurse Till came and wanted to speak:
‘I congratulate you. What a wonderful atmosphere! I have never seen this
before. Most people who come here die alone. It is me who has to be their
best friend, their lover, father, mother, brother, sister – everyone in one
– because there are not many people who dare to confront the great unknown –
‘Why is that?’, I asked.
‘Most probably because they are reminded of their own death – and then their
whole present life is questioned. Death always puts one disturbing question
with three fat question marks behind everything we do in our life. Is it
really worth it???

I was surprised of the depth of Till’s answer – who quickly added: ‘I wish
that when my time comes, people like you are around me, singing.’

Dear readers, how can I write down what happened next – who of you will
believe me? Please try:

One kirtan was so wonderful that I felt inspired to leave this world in my
mind, and go to Goloka Vrindavana. There, under a wish-fulfilling desire
tree, I entered the presence of the Divine Couple and presented Sadanandi’s
case: ‘Here is Sadanandi, my wonderful disciple. She was initiated in the
parampara where Sri Caitanya Mahaprabhu appeared and where Srila Prabhupada
spread Krsna consciousness. All her devotional life was filled with service,
she was kind to all devotees and tried her best to increase her attachment
to You. She loved Your own home, the sacred forest of Vrndavan, and….. (as
I tried to find a point which was best describing Sadanandi, an idea came to
my mind) Yes, her most frequently used word was ‘thank You’ referring to all
the spiritual gifts she received. Kindly, kindly accept her.’ At that moment
the Divine Couple seemed to smile, and Srimati Radharani took a flower and
handed it to Sadanandi. Then she said: “We are already waiting for you”.
(Please don’t get me wrong: I am not claiming to be directly in contact with
the Lord. It was in meditation only.)
Yayoo, yayoo, yayoo….. I was quickly pulled back to emergency room. One of
the monitors suddenly made noise to indicate that her heart beat had
accelerated. Maybe that was a good sign? It was around 10.30 PM when we left
the room. Something in me told me that Sadanandi dasi would prefer to start
her final journey in my absence. It is known that those who die suffer great
pain when they see people around them to whom they are most connected.

In the meantime, Gaurahari and Rangadevi had arrived to replace us. And at
00.30 AM – the beginning of the new day – the telephone rang in
Gaura-bhavan: Instantly I knew; Sadanandi had just left!! Gaurahari was on
the phone and described the last minutes of Sadanandi in these words: “as we
were doing kirtan, Sadanandi’s breath became longer and longer. Her mother
had for a moment fallen asleep and her head rested on the shoulder of her
daughter. All of a sudden I felt inspired to glorify Srila Prabhupada and
her Deities with ‘Jaya Prabhupada!’ and ‘Jay Sri Sri Radha Govinda!’ and
then I sang glorifications to Krsna-Balaram and different places she liked
to go in Vrndavan. Sadanandi’s breathing became very peaceful and, all of a
sudden, she opened her eyes wide and looked at me. She must have felt: now
is the time! I kept on singing ‘Jaya Prabhupada!’, ‘Jaya Gurudev!’ and ‘Jaya
Radhey!’ when she finally breathed her last.

Right after her departure there was an amazingly loving atmosphere all
around us and we felt that Sadanandi had gone on her divine journey back
home, back to Godhead…”

In closing this little article I want to say a deep heartfelt thank you
first of all to Elfie, the wonderful mother of Sadanandi, and then to our
little team in Gaura-bhavan who showed such a wonderful example of the
community of care: Gaurahari, Rangadevi and Bhanu-nandini dasi. Now I want
to also thank all the devotees who have visited her, like Gadadhar das and
the devotees from the Dharma castle, Amara prabhu, Nrsimha-priya, Suzanne,
Katja, Mr Klebig, Helmut, Marei … etc etc

And I want to extend a hearty thank you to all the devotees who have prayed,
done kirtan etc. Really, I am moved. I think all around the world devotees
prayed and produced a supportive atmosphere of blessings. Thank you, thank
you, thank you. At this time we are naturally grieving, but in our hearts of
hearts we feel simultaneously happy. The journey went just like Sadanandi
always wanted her departure to be. Radha and Krsna were really with her all
the time.
And death lost its horror.

Sacinandana Swami

Ps. Let me end with a wonderful verse which comes to mind when I think of

“Though engaged in all kinds of activities, My pure devotee, under My
protection, reaches the eternal and imperishable abode by My grace.”BG 18.56
To a devotee who is thus engaged in Krsna consciousness the Lord is very,
very kind. In spite of all difficulties, he is eventually placed in the
transcendental abode, or Krsnaloka. He is guaranteed entrance there; there
is no doubt about it. In that supreme abode, there is no change; everything
is eternal, imperishable and full of knowledge. (Srila Prabhupada’s purport
to Bg 18.56)


A personal word to the readers:

It is natural that one feels an increased sense of renunciation and
sincerity of purpose when a near and dear one leaves the body.
I am aware that most of you know Sadanandi personally – so deep feelings
will naturally move your heart – and lots of grief.  But there is a
wonderful dimension in all of this: Krsna’s plan.
In addressing you personally, it is important for me to share one point
which became very obvious to me: Her whole departure was really under the
care of Krsna. He kept His promise, that he will protect His devotees.
Of course, during the last year we were sometimes pained to witness the
failing struggle of Sadanandi to regain her health, but now in retrospect
all makes sense:
Some old karmic debts were used by the Lord to detach her from this world
and attach her to Him.
One of her last sentences to me was: “I think that I am ready to go now.”
And a little later: “Yes, I want to go. More service is waiting.”

Radhe Radhe ! My dear sakhi Sadanandi mataji has sent us a letter written by H.H. Shachinandan Swami to his old school friend – this poem is SO inspiring that it can lift any person from the throes of hopelessness and place him in the light of hte Supreme Being. What i have admired most in Shachinandan Maharaj  touching is his abtruth ility to admit truth – orecise the reason why this poem touches the heart.

Dear L.,
it’s evening and
the air is warm, blended with exotic odors
and temple bells.
In the trees monkeys and peacocks
rustle, preparing for night.
You ask where I’m writing from.
I’m on the most amazing journey you can imagine –
the greatest human adventure, demanding my best and more.

My maps are five thousand years old books
and my hope
as old as the soul itself.

I seek the one with the thousands of names.
People I meet tell me my aspirations are unreasonable,
naïve, even arrogant. I must admit
sometimes I think they’re right
and I cry in desperation as I fall
Will I ever reach my destination?

Frankly, I have no proof – certainly
no guarantees – but strangely,
enthusiasm and faith stay on like friends
even though I’ve never heard His voice –
at least not in a way I could make a recording of.
Still, whenever I call His name He seems right there.
When I make an offering to Him He reciprocates
by infusing me with a feeling of deep satisfaction.
And whenever I remember Him, I am instantly free
from anxiety.

Although I’ve never really seen Him
He feels just a prayer away. And
in rare moments I have to hide my face
since feelings I have never felt before
flood my eyes with tears.
Have I gone mad?
(I wish I would!)

Why am I writing all this to you?
Because I want you to wish me well.
Forgive me if I’ve ever hurt you.
Absolve me of my debts if you can.
And think of me now as living on the other side
of life because I have reached a point
of no return. The voyage has taken hold of me.

Radhe  Radhe !

My friend Sadanandi Mataji sent me this very wonderful inspiration –

Gathering Gems:

Peak Experiences and Lessons Learned During My Japa Retreat in America
(Elkins Estate, PA)

The highlight of my own experience during the Japa Retreat was when I could
perceive a glimpse of how the Holy Name connects us with the personality –
the svarupa – of Krsna. “Impersonal” japa feels mechanical, just like
unconscious breathing – and it may turn into something which makes us shy
away from our sacred practice of chanting our fixed number of rounds. It
cannot really satisfy the soul’s deep longing for relationship with the
Lord. But if we do indeed wish to chant japa in that personal connection,
then attachment to the Lord is required. This attachment can be best gained
in the association of devotees who already possess it or eagerly await it.

Speaking of which, we had one 83-year-old devotee – Mother Indrani – with
us, who was severely afflicted by bodily ailments. Towards the end of the
retreat, she passed in and out of consciousness (as she had many times in
recent years). On the last day of the retreat, eyes glowing with enthusiasm,
she shared the following wisdom: “Work on that one relationship while you
can and your bodies are still in working order. Aspire, cry, beg! iIt’s all
that counts.” Her example and words affected me profoundly.

Later, by the grace of Yajna Purusa Prabhu, I heard a powerful
recommendation from Srila Prabhupada on how to chant with full attention:
“Just try to hear yourself chant sincerely.” I’d not encountered it before.
And this simple piece of advice (that almost sounds like the enigmatic
instructions by a Zen Master) has profound depth to it. The potency in this
instruction is that it forcefully catches the mind and quickly brings the
chanter into the sacred inner space of the heart.

To conclude the experience of our Japa retreat 2010 at the Elkins Estate, I
wrote a personal letter to the Holy Name encapsulating my feelings towards
Him. I would like to now offer you some excerpts from this little “love

My Dear Nama Prabhu,

Please accept my prostrated obeisances and my sincere attempt to write You a
letter that reaches beyond the confines of my material universe and connects
with You directly, in Your world. I have heard from Your pure servant, my
Srila Prabhupada, all about Your glories, and I believe everything, because
I have surrendered myself to his care. All that I ask of You is to kindly
invite me again into a meaningful relationship with You, so that I may
finally regain my real life of service to You and Your divine associates.

To meet You is truly my only desire and my only project. By Your grace, this
divine prospect is now beginning to take shape, deep within my heart. Please
do not trust or answer the myriad inauthentic voices and messages which my
diverted mind may sometimes send Your way. But rather, please flood my heart
with the unlimited sweetness that gives rise to an almost maddening
attachment for You. And in this way, may You and Srimati Radharani be
glorified supremely with my every breath, for eternal time.

Your helpless, yet hopeful soul, still in this world,
Sacinandana Swami

My dear friend Sadanandi Mataji writes –

Dear Madhumati,

Radhe Radhe !

One inspiration from my Guru Maharaj:

The Sacrifice of Nama Yajna – Singing the Holy Name

A nama-yajna is exclusively for the pleasure of Krsna and doing it, all participants can become priests. You might ask how you can become a priest of the Holy Name? Lord Caitanya has given the following answer:
Make your ears t he sacrificial pit. The sacrificial spoon or ladle is your tongue. Use that tongue to pour the ghee of the Holy Name into the ears andthen you will see how in your heart the fire of bhakti will rise high and strong.
In other words, when we chant the Holy Name, we have to do it with absolute attention. We should be like priests, who sit before the yajna pit and chant the mantras in order to invoke the presence of the Lord.
What a wonderful example.

Furthermore the devotees have to consciously sacrifice time, energy and give full attention to their intention. Krsna will be pleased by this sacrifice beyond measure and reward them with extra time and energy. If you have less time – chant more! Yes, the more we give to Krsna the more He responds.
Very important for those who chant is to access the area of the heart. It should not be just lips which are moving or feet which are dancing. No,chant from the heart. Our heart should move and our heart should dance. To enliven the heart in chanting is best done by chanting with a feeling of Radha Krsna sambandha or a relationship to the Deities who are glorified in the Maha mantra. Think about the persons whose name you chant. Think of Them in a loving way. Glorify Them, praise Them and chant in a prayerful mood: “O Radha and Krsna, please engage me in Your service. Please take residence in my heart and in my senses, so that I can be your purified servant.”

I wish you all the best in your efforts in this beautiful nama yajna!

Radhe Radhe !

This is an excerpt from a dsicourse delivered by H.H. Shachinandan Maharaj –


“The Sanatkumara Samhita tells us how we should surrender. We should simply say: “I surrender to Sri Sri Rãdhã and Krsna, whatever is mine, is in truth Their property. Everything is for Their sake, everything is meant for Their enjoyment, it is not meant for me.”

These are the five ways to offer oneself to Sri Sri Rãdhã and Krsna.

Even if you do it only once…

It doesn’t mean that you stop the important projects which you do in this world and in your life and your relationships. It doesn’t mean to spoil your life in this world. You will see, if you surrender more and more to Krsna, whatever else you do,
you will do in relationship to Krsna. Your relationships which you have will be truly spiritual, totally in relationship to Krsna and they will be so fulfilling.

Your projets which you do they will be in relationship to Krsna and so fulfilling. Your children, which you have, if you choose to go this way, will be Krsna’s children und you will really love them and their good qualities.

Sadasiva says: “One should think about these ways of surrender day and night and never become tired of thinking of them.”

In modern psychology this is called affirmation, something which restructures your personality and makes it spiritual.


In this context we present the folowing poem –



O  Sri Sri Radha Krsna, please rescue me from the ocean of births and deaths. Please rescue me from the troubles born from children, friends, and home. Please break into pieces the fears of Your surrendered devotee.

O Sri Sri Radha Krsna, today I place myself and everything I possess both in this life and in the next at Your feet.

I am the home of all offenses. I have abandoned all spiritual duties. I have no shelter. Sri Sri Radha Krsna, O my Lords, please become my shelter.

O master of Radha, I am Yours. O beloved of Lord Krsna, I am Yours. I offer to both of You my thoughts, words, and deeds. You two are the goal of my life.

O Sri Sri Radha Krsna, You are like two great oceans of mercy. Please be merciful to me. I take shelter of You. I surrender to You. Please engage me, a sinner and an offender, in Your service.”


Hope this inspires all of us – Radhe Radhe !

Dear Madhumati,

Radhe Radhe !

I would like to send you again some nectar, which my Guru Maharaja just published in one of his e-mail conferences:

Today the wind blew a transcendental leaf from the Vamsivat tree, which witnessed the mind-enchanting flute-playing of our Lord, onto my desk.

Krishna stands under this tree regularly and displays His art. He is the master of all musicians. His specialty is to make everything and everyone move and dance in their respective orbits in this world and beyond. Some recognize His song, but most do not.

To become conscious of him makes all the difference in life. Here is the account that was written on the leaf that floated to my desk:

Krishna rested His left cheek on His left shoulder
in order to vibrate the gamakas (grace notes)
in the ascending and descending modes of the ragas.
He rested the flute against His lower lip
and made His eyebrows dance
to attract the attention of Subal and others
to the skill of His song.
His gentle smile exceeds an incomparable brilliance.
Because Krishna never works hard,
His lotus-petal-like fingers are soft,
and their tips are slightly indented as they press
against the wood of the flute.
Sometimes, while playing His wonderful flute-songs,
He manifests the jnana-mudra.
Deeply absorbed in thoughts of His dear devotees, He remains silent,
unable to speak in the language of words.
Only the flute sweetly sings….

I write this to all of you to call attention to Lord Krishna, who pours the love of His heart into His flute to reach His devotees with His simple message – a message from the core of his heart: Always think of Me. Never forget Me….
Let us each allow this message to enter our hearts as often as possible – forever and ever.

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Dear Sadanandi mataji writes – “Here is an excerpt from a letter by my Sri Guru Maharaj “- may be it will inspire you……..

He has written –

I find it quite interesting that you have got out of the tyranny of  “I have to do it – only in this way will it work” and came to the wise conclusion that Read the rest of this entry »

From the diary of H.H. Shachinandan swami –

Spiritual Surgery and Krishna’s Promise

“You can’t postpone it any longer,” said the surgeon. “We have to do it now.”
“Okay,” I answered, “when is now?”
“As soon as you can be in the operation theater! See you, I am making the necessary preparations now,” replied my doctor.

This is how my story starts – a story, which many friends asked me to share. It is a story of protection and how a pine promise was fulfilled.


For years I had been suffering from a festering abscess, sometimes it was giving more pain, sometimes less. Since I didn’t know what it was and all the while hoped that it would disappear, I tried to be patient when the bouts of pain came. But one day as I was cleaning my shelf from unnecessary things, the pain returned with overwhelming intensity. This time, however, there was something new: A voice from within that told me, “Now is the time. Go to a specialist. You will get a good address. I will be with you. I have promised that I always protect My devotees. Have faith – and don’t fear. Remember My promise.”

There are magical moments in life, when you are absolutely sure that there is a higher connection working, and this was one of those moments. From this point onwards, everything went ahead with lightning speed. Before I had time to rethink and doubt, I was already lying in a bed on wheels, dressed in an “angel-fashion” surgery dress. There was a name tag tied to my wrist with my diagnosis (to avoid a possible mix-up with other patients who got wheeled into the room before the surgery hall, like airplanes before take-off.) To be confused here with someone else might mean that your stomach gets removed instead of an abscess…

What surprised me was that despite the scary environment of the surgery department, I was totally peaceful. So peaceful that all the assistants who were busy preparing the instruments and looking after patients who just “woke up” were astonished and came over to talk with me. “What happened to you? Why are you so composed and happy?” asked the nurses. I didn’t want to tell them the actual reasons – my two sources of inspiration:
1. The promise
2. And the Saranagati prayers, as I remembered them:

O Lord – You are full of compassion and mercy.
You surely drive away all fears – since everything is under Your control.
No one else in this world has the power to rescue me.
I have given up everything now and come to Your feet.
I am Your eternal servant and You my only maintainer.
I no longer belong to myself.
I am Yours.
(from Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura)

Then the anesthetist who had briefed me earlier came, gave me a warm smile and asked, “Remember what you have to do?”

I nodded.

“Think of your favorite dream, your spiritual idea, where you really want to be… Okay the white liquid enters your vein now – it will burn. Stay with your goal! Stay…”

As I tried to concentrate everything around me faded away… But then there it was: The sacred river Yamuna – the kalpa vriksha tree and – o could it be true… so kind … so brilliant … so splendid… o words, why don’t you come to my help? O weak pen, why do you stop writing…?

The next thing I knew was that I woke up in my room and my secretary asked me, “We informed everyone. Now Ani, the violinist would like to come and play violin to lighten your spirit and quicken your recovery. Alright?”

I was surprised, but – yes, it sounded like a good idea!

A World of Suffering and the Magic of Music

During the first night in the hospital, a terminally ill patient (advanced colon cancer) was re-admitted in the hospital for an emergency surgery. All night he was whimpering in pain despite all the pain medicine pumped intravenously into his weak body. The next night, the day after his surgery, he fainted in the bathroom with no-one else to help him than me, who was limping out of bed to call a nurse (no one had responded to the automatic call system).

Oh, these were wild nights and busy days in a world of suffering.

Soon, the patients got to know that a monk was amongst them and came to discuss their problems and ultimate questions.

I remember one patient who had morphine constantly dripping into his veins, to pert him from the pain. He said he was already here for two months and could see that the doctors did not really know how to help him. I told him things like “take shelter” and “awaken your inner pharmacy to heal yourself,” but he looked at me with a despondent smile and said, “I have no training in these things.”

I spoke to nurses and asked them what their most difficult moments in their profession were. Here are three interesting answers:

• “When a patient says: ‘Leave me alone and let me die,'” said sister Marga.

• “When I have to clean a helpless patient and am exposed to the most aggressive smells,” said a young, beautiful nurse, who was obviously new in the field of care.

• “When I have to be the one who tells a young person that he came too late to the hospital and that he might have to prepare for the inevitable,” confided sister Magdalena.

Many kind devotees visited me to give me encouragement and strength. When Ani finally came and played violin in the room I shared with that other patient, my doctor came in, listened to her approvingly and humbly requested that she continued playing on the corridor for all the patients to hear. He reasoned, “They need to free their minds from fear and desperation, otherwise how will they heal? Music can bring out the best in us. It is therapy.”

That day, many doors of station 5 opened to allow the music of life to enter. Next time we can maybe do kirtana.

Treasures Found in the Hospital

As you see, I carry many impressions from the hospital into my healing phase, but the one which comes back again and again is how the Lord fulfilled His promise.

There is a wonderful text about the pine promise:
“It is My vow that if one only once seriously surrenders unto Me, saying ‘My dear Lord, from this day I am Yours,’ and prays to Me for courage, I shall immediately award courage to that person, and he will always remain safe from that time on.” (CC Madhya-lila 22.34; Ramayana (Yuddha-kanda 18.33))

Krishna is ready to immediately accept someone in His care who sincerely says:
“My dear Lord Krishna, although I have forgotten You for so many long years in the material world, today I am surrendering unto You. I am Your sincere and serious servant. Please engage me in Your service.” (CC Madhya-lila 22.33)

Also Queen Kunti praises Krishna, because He fulfilled His promise:

“Even the sunshine may one day become cool and the moonshine hot, but still Your promise will not fail.” (Nectar of Devotion, p. 160)

Throughout my stay in the hospital, I simply could not forget how Krishna carried me through the ordeal of a heavy surgery. I strongly felt the urge to run on the street, raise my hands and tell the world that Krishna really protects someone who sincerely turns to Him.

The one thing required is that one steps out of one’s tiny world of needless plans and worries and turns with faith towards Him. Then He is immediately there, leading, carrying, protecting, supplying, maintaining – in simple words: taking care.


I am now back in Gaura Bhavan, my base outside of Berlin – with a long, deep open wound and a happy mind. It’s time for healing, both physically and otherwise. Every event in this world has several dimensions. My prayer is that the surgery did not just remove an abscess, but wrong conceptions of life. May the clouds of anxieties, worries and so on not come back any longer. May they disperse once and for all times not only for me, but for the many people who are known and unknown to me as well. As one Chinese monk (Wu-men) once said befittingly: “If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life.”

Epilogue: Thoughts After Full Anesthesia

I am just returning from the doctor who examined the slowly healing wound (nothing to worry). Naturally, I reflect on my life after I will be well again. What will be my emphasis? While driving through Berlin familiar sights of the city flash by, and my thoughts again go back to the anesthesia. In anesthesia, the known world around us fades away and totally disappears. We enter the region of the unconscious mind and rove around in unknown territory where we stumble upon many strange figures and happenings. But when we wake up, we have forgotten everything. Only an eerie feeling remains – if at all.

These days it strongly appears to me that what I experience now of the material world is comparable to the visions of a person under full anesthesia. It’s not the real world. It’s illusory and not highly attractive. Only when we wake up to our original natural spiritual consciousness are we in real life.

Then there is again love, again connection, again Radha Krishna (God), again
home, again unbounded happiness…

How much I long to wake up to that eternal reality only the stars who witnessed my prayers know. I am aware that for the spiritual reality to fully reveal itself, I need to be completely released and clear from the anesthesia of material life, for as Thoreau once expressed so well: Only that day dawns, to which we are awake.

I sincerely hope that, in sharing both the dark and the bright side of my story, you have gotten inspirations and courage for your spiritual path. What I wish to say in so many words is simple: Krishna fulfills His promise – we just need to let go of the unnecessary things in our lives to receive His gifts.

Better we do it on our own …

(written in spring 2010)

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If there is one devotee who is Radha-crazy,  he is Srila Prabodhananda saraswati. He has proved his immense Radha-prem in pages  after pages of his exquisite jewel called Sri Sri Radha-rasa-sudha-nidhi. The same Vaishnav-chudamani has showed us  how to surely and certainly  attain Radharani’s lotus feet in his Sri Chaitanya-Chandramritam. Read the rest of this entry »

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Mataji has yet again sent her mercy in the following article – she writes –

I would again like to share with you a nectar, which my Guru Maharaj just wrote.

I am sure, you will like it:


How to Turn Inner Pain into Great Gain:

Change Your Perspective

We have all observed, either through our own experiences or through conversations with others, that the pain arising from disappointment in interpersonal relationships distracts the mind like no other feeling.  Even the feeling of being in love does not occupy Read the rest of this entry »

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