Sharing a Flight With You

This is a quote shared by a friend:

There is a flight called Nityaananda, Gauraanga and Hare Krishna Naama, Pilot called Guru, fuel called authorized Scriptures, flight-name called Satsanga, class called Nitaai Gaura Bhaktas. You will make it to a place called Goloka.

Humility

At one time I had thought, like many in the West, that humility was an act of self-effacement, a weakness that revealed a lack of self-confidence or self-care, even a negative obsession that could lead to a sense of inferiority or depression.

Struggling for Survival

Sitting on the sandy bank, I gazed into the cloudless blue sky. There, a hawk, wings extended, soared the airways. His reddish-brown feathers shone in the sun as the hovered lower and lower, till he was just a few yards above my head, his glistening yellow eyes intently scanning the river. Suddenly he plunged headlong into the Ganges.

Two Dogs in the Heart

"Within every heart dwell two dogs, a bad dog and a good dog, both at battle with one another. The bad dog represents our debased tendencies of envy, anger, lust, greed, arrogance, and illusion. The good dog, our divine nature, is represented by forgiveness, compassion, self-control, generosity, humility, and wisdom.

Attachment Taken Away

From the Journey Home

Fish

"On another day, as I was walking along the coastline, I found a tiny fish flapping desperately in the sand. A wave had washed it ashore. The fish’s fear and desperation evoked my sympathy. He and I were not so different, after all, and I resolved to return him to his home in the sea.

Deep Humility! Deep Introspection

This deep introspection struck me like anything:

Inspiration from the Ganges

From: The Journey Home

By HH Radhanath Swami

This rock was to become my cherished place. I would sit on it every day from sunrise to sunset, surrounded on all sides by the forceful current of the Ganges. In that incredible panorama I felt so tiny...

Regular Spiritual Check-up--Climbing the Mountain

That was in Spring, and the devotees decided that we wanted to enjoy the good weather by going to climb a mountain in a nearby city...some luxury for the city dwellers where you hardly even see a hill.

Letter to Lord Nityananda--from "The Legacy of Love"

Letter to Lord Nityananda

Written in Africa

My Lord Nityananda Ram,