Posted by Hansadutta das on January 31, 2010
I can tell everyone’s fortune, even my own….
There is BIRTH and DEATH, in between there is OLD AGE and DISEASE, and baked into this sweet cake of life (KUCHEN) are three other ingredients, adhyatmika, adhidaivika, adhibhautika*.
The cake of life is eaten with six other preparations, they are: lust, anger, greed, lamentation and illusion, topped off with a strong cup of MADNESS like a cup of strong coffee as in a German Kaffeestube, where friends, lovers and countrymen gather to “chit-chat” (Kaffeeklatsch) prajalpa** about their birth, death, old age and diseases, oblivious that their small spot of life is dwindling away, like the sand running down in an hour glass. More here… »
Posted by Hansadutta das on January 29, 2010
We, as human beings, are living at the mercy of nature. The sunlight, the water, the fruits, the vegetables — everything that we require to sustain our life from day to day is provided by nature.
But nature is not acting automatically. We have to ask, “Whose nature?” Just like we have a friend, and we say, “Oh, their nature is to be very happy.” Or we have another friend, and “his nature is always morose.” When we speak of nature, we have to ask, “Whose nature?” And the answer is: Krishna’s nature. It is God’s nature. This is His nature to be magnanimous and to support and nourish all His children.
When devotees cook, we cook with the idea that we are going to accept Krishna’s nature — the fruits, the vegetables, milk, the grains. Everything we accept, we take the ingredients and prepare them in a special way and offer them to Krishna, just as a servant would take the ingredients the master provides, prepare them and offer them to the master at the table. When the master is done eating, whatever is left over, the servant accepts as his food. That is called prasadam, or the mercy of Krishna.
Posted by Hansadutta das on January 17, 2010
The playing field has just been leveled for Haitians. Nature has turned the page — how will Haitians write their destiny?
Amidst the rubble and rotting corpses, Haitians walk in procession, singing hymns, prayers to God. Those who had nothing before, have nothing now, and those who had something — a roof over their heads, a job at the bank, school, hospital, etc. — are bereft of it now, their houses, apartment buildings, bank buildings, schools, hospitals, hotels, churches, parliament, palace and more all collapsed into rubble. More here… »
