Yesterday was a powerful day of religious symbolism (manifestation?) for me. I had offered a jar of Tulsi tea to Govinda on my alter at the studio, and left it there while I was teaching the children. At one point I walked by really fast, and knocked the jar off, and it some how landed standing straight up on the floor, spilling only a little, a feat that seemed all but impossible by Newtonian physics. Then as my wife was watching a documentary on Robin Williams on TV, I was listening to a lecture by Swami Tripurari on Brahma Vimohana lila on my headphones, as I often do. As soon as I found a natural pause in Swamijis lecture I took the headphones off and Robin Williams on television, seemingly beyond the grave exclaims Hare Kṛṣṇa! completely out of the blue in one of his improvisation routines. Then when I went to sleep I had the most powerful dream that I had darśana with Śrila A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada, and I instantly began crying. As I looked at him I remembered my past lila with him much like Swami Tripurari had described in the lecture with the associates of Caitanya remembering their previous incarnations with Kṛṣṇa in Vrindavana, and it was a profound experience. But for the life of me due to the deluded nature of my waking state, unfortunately, I now cannot remember who I had remembered being. तस्मै श्री गुरावे नमः, हरे कृष्ण!
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 15:09:27 +0000
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