Radhanath Swami is an amazing personality. In the 15 or so years that I've "known" him , he has been many things to me: a father, a guide, a teacher, a connection to Krishna and Srila Prabhupada, and even a dear well-wishing friend. Most of all, however, he remains for me an exemplar: proof positive that God consciousness is a beautiful, attainable reality. He embodies what "a blade of grass" actually means.
I feel torn right now. A part of me wants to sit here and write volumes and volumes about him -- who he is, experiences he's been through, instructions he has given me, and memories of learning Krishna consciousness under him that I hope to cherish until my dying breath. But another part of me wants to finish this post as quickly as I can so that I can log off and just enjoy the silence of this bitter-sweet meditation.
Apologies to the reader, but I am pretty sure which part will win. And I think I will now go and sit by the window and ponder the mystery of how twenty minutes can be an eternity. If I look hard enough, I may even be able to see Jersey City from here.
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1 comment:
Dear VBD,
I sighed when I read this eloquent entry. Kind of wishing that Radhanath Swami was 20 minutes away right now... but also knowing that even if he was, I just feel too self-centered and (what other word?) unqualified to associate with him.
Thank you for your comment you left last week on my entry about Indradyumna Swami... I feel that these two entries resonate.
Bhakti lata
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