I have spent a lot of time over the past 15 years traveling between Rishikesh, Vrindavan and Birnagar or Nabadwip. Today's memories pinpoint a bit of those movements. Memories from May 18.
2018
My friends, may the good fortune of the Brijwasis shine upon you all. For they were born from the Braja raj.
2016
Headed to Topi Kunj for annual Patotsava and Samaj. Then to Radha Vallabha for the celebration of Hit Harivansh Goswami's appearance. Vaishakh Shukla Ekadasi.
2016sva-hasta-grathitā mālā sva-hasta-ghṛṣṭa-candanam|
sva-hasta-likhitaṁ stotraṁ śakrasyāpi śriyaṁ haret ||
Even Indra loses his glories if he wears
a garland he himself has strung,
or sandalwood paste he himself has ground,
or honors himself with verses he himself has written.
parair ukta-guṇo yas tu nirguṇo'pi guṇī bhavet |
indro'pi laghutāṁ yāti svayaṁ prakhyāpitair guṇaiḥ ||
Even a person without any virtue
becomes honorable if praised by others;
but even Indra himself is diminished
if he praises himself.”
2015
A fool is the one you laugh at. He is the viṣaya of hāsya-rasa. The fool is always you, pretending to be not-you. The perfection is to laugh at yourself, with recognition.
2014
Glad to be back in Vrindavan. Feels like home. Jai Sri
Radhe! External imperfections be damned, the holy land and its dust are still
real.
Tonight I am back here in Vrindavan. It is very interesting
for observe the differences in worlds as
I constantly go back and forth between
Rishikesh and Vrindavan, pretty much just those two places for the last nearly seven years now.
2012
No electricity in this part of Vrindavan since about 6
yesterday evening. Backup power is exhausted. The house is a dry sauna.
...really struggling with tamo-guna in this heat.
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