Hari bol Hari bol, Hari Hari bol, mukunda madhava Govinda bol Hari bol Hari bol, Hari Hari bol, Kheshava madhava Govinda bol Yeah! To the...

During the course of August month took time to recover from spinal surgery, resting near a pond that is connected to a river which opens...

A memory of my five year old self exists, sitting in my mother’s giant eggshell yellow Pontiac station wagon on the way home one day from...

patraṁ  puṣpaṁ  phalaṁ   toyaṁ  yo  me  bhaktyā  prayacchati  tad ahaṁ bhakty-upahṛtam  aśnāmi  prayatātmanaḥ Whatever is offered to Me...

Five years ago I underwent the knife, in a sense electively, because I wanted to live. I didn’t get to choose the time or the place, or...

abhyāsa-vairāgyābhyāṁ tan nirodhah “The cessation of all vrittis, of all thinking and modifications of the mindstuff, is brought about by...