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of a Traveling Preacher, Volume 3, Chapter 38
By Indradyumna Swami
31-June 3, 2001
many months, due to my busy schedule, my disciples have been worshipping my
Laksmi-Nrsimha Deity. Here on the tour they placed Them on the altar in our
temple room while upstairs, in my room, I have been doing puja to a few of my
salagrams. However, after a dream I had last night, I brought Their Lordships
back to my room.
hesitate to share the dream, because Srila Prabhupada has warned that only very
advanced devotees can take instructions from the Lord in dreams:
. . . one must be a very elevated devotee in order to be able to speak with the
Supreme Lord. Sometimes the Lord informs the devotee through dreams. These
exchanges between the Deity and the devotee are not understandable by atheists,
but actually the devotee enjoys them. [Teachings of Lord Caitanya]
a letter to a young disciple, Srila Prabhupada states, however, that the Lord
may sometimes appear in dreams even to one not so advanced, as myself:
far your dreams are concerned, it is very nice that you are thinking about
Krishna consciousness even while sleeping. Krishna is so nice that we want to
remember Him even more than twenty-four hours daily . . . Lord Jagannatha is
very kind, and He can also appear in mind in His own form, so why not in your
dream?" [Letter to Bhaktin Linda - February 19, 1970]
dreamt I was chanting my rounds in a small house in Vrindavan, when a devotee
approached me excitedly with a letter. Not wanting to be distracted unless it
was urgent, I asked him from whom the letter came. Looking at me with a smile on
his face, he replied, "It's from from Laksmi-Nrsimha!"
immediately took the letter and gazed at the beautiful Sanskrit-like handwriting
on the cover. It said: "To Indradyumna Swami. " On the back, in the
same ornate lettering, was written, "From Laksmi-Nrsimha. "
thought, "My gosh. My Deities have written me a letter!"
great care and attention I tried to open the envelope, but was unable to do so.
Bhakti Bringa Govinda Maharaja was present and said to me, "You'll have to
take it to a sadhu who can help you. "
I walked into the Vrindavan forest where several sadhus were sitting, and
respectfully asked one if he would help me open the letter. In a sober mood, he
took the envelope and easily opened it. Impatient, I asked, "Your Holiness,
what does it say?"
up at me he replied, "They want you to worship Them. "
the devotees on the tour are grateful that Laksmi-Nrsimha protected them from
serious injury the night our festival was attacked. They are also grateful to
the many devotees around the world who responded to our plea for capital to hire
the professional security team that now guards each of our programs. Half the
amount of laksmi required to keep the security team with us until mid August,
when our festivals end, has been raised. Yesterday at istagosthi, when I
informed the members of the tour how help is coming in, one boy, his head still
swathed in bandages, raised his hand and said in appreciation, "Now I know
what Srila Prabhupada meant when he said 'your love for me will be tested by how
you cooperate amongst yourselves. ' "
the biggest newspaper in the region ran a front-page article on the attack with
a picture of the 12-year-old girl who was injured. In big bold letters it said,
"DISGRACE!" and described the incident as religious intolerance. As a
result, public response has been extremely favorable. Everywhere we go people
come forward and offer us words of sympathy. Yesterday on harinama in Loch, a
motorcycle gang slowed down as they approached us on the road. I thought,
"Oh no, here we go again,” when suddenly all the gang members
simultaneously gave us the thumbs-up signal and started yelling, "Bravo
Krishna! Bravo Krishna!"
the last 10 days, time has flown by due to the intensity of events. Yesterday
morning, as I sat chanting my rounds, I had the realization that despite the
fact that I was busily engaged in full-time devotional service these past days,
my remembrance of the Lord was flickering. I lamented, feeling far from the goal
of being able to remember Krishna constantly.
hanis tan mahacchidram sa mohah sa ca vibhramah yan muhurtamksanam vapi
vasudevam na cintayet
even a moment's remembrance of Vasudeva is missed, that is the greatest loss,
that is the greatest illusion, and that is the greatest anomaly. " [Visnu
prayed to come to the stage of being able to remember Krishna at every step in
life, either in happiness or distress. As if in response to my prayer, later
that day on the Internet I chanced upon the poem of a little girl dying of
cancer in a New York hospital. The essence of her poem was that we should take
time to be conscious of the nice things around us and not be oblivious to them
as life races by. Although her sentiments deal with the material world, I read
into her poem my own desire to remember the Lord and become fully conscious of
Him at every moment.
you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain Slapping on
the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight? Or gazed at the sun into
the fading night? You better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The
music won't last.
you run through each day On the fly? When you ask, "How are you?" Do
you hear the reply? When the day is done Do you lie in your bed With the next
hundred chores Running through your head? You'd better slow down. Don't dance so
fast. Time is short. The music won't last.
told your child, "We'll do it tomorrow"? And in your haste Not seen
his sorrow? Ever lost touch Let a good friendship die, 'Cause you never had time
To call and say, "Hi"? You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
you run so fast to get somewhere You miss half the fun of getting there. When
you worry and hurry through your day It is like an unopened gift . . . Thrown
away. Life is not a race. Do take it slower. Hear the music Before the song is
devotees of the Lord, the "music" is contained in the enlightening
words of great saints like Narottam das Thakur:
Lord Hari! I have spent my life uselessly. Although I have obtained a rare human
birth, I have refused to worship Radha and Krishna, and in this way I have
knowingly drunk poison. " [ Prarthana ]
discovering the girl's poem, I chanced upon my own notes from my stay in
Vrindavan last Kartika. In those pages I was appreciating the calm and peaceful
atmosphere of the holy dhama, so conducive to study and learning. There I wrote
of Vrindavan's temples, sadhus and sacred cows. How far away that all seems from
the battlefield I'm on now - but I know that desiring to live in Vrindavan and
preaching in the terrible cities of Kali-yuga are intricately connected. To
attain eternal residence in Sri Vrindavan Dhama one has to get the blessings of
the Lord, and preaching, as difficult and dangerous as it can be, is an
important factor in that calculation.
. . There are many examples in history of devotees of the Lord who risked their
lives for the spreading of God consciousness. . . . Why such risk? Because they
wanted to spread Krishna consciousness, and it is difficult. . . Now, we can
imagine how merciful Krishna is to those engaged in His service, risking
everything for Him. Therefore it is certain that such persons must reach the
supreme planet after leaving the body. " [Bhagavad-gita 11. 55, purport]
despite all opposition, if we continue preaching our budding desire to one day
reside in Vrindavan will mature, and by the mercy of Lord Caitanya we'll
gradually become qualified to enter that eternal abode.
yatha gaura padaravinde vindeta bhaktim krta punya rasih tatha tathotsarpati
hrdy akasmad radha padambhoja sudhambu rasih
the degree that we surrender to Lord Caitanya's service, to that degree we
acquire qualification for the service of Radharani's lotus feet in Vrindavan.
" [Prabodhananda Sarasvati]
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