Baba Sripadji and I ~*~

At the Lotus Feet of the Master   .•*•. ♥                                          

 Shyama Gori, Nitya Kishori, Pritam Jori, Sri Radhe
Rasika Rasilo, Chaila Chabilo Guna Garbillo Sri Krishna

I will not come back
Oh mighty Excellence Thakurji
Whenever I meet you face to face
you prove my helplessness
                    
The ancient tales tell the story of your sweetness
The invitation to accept it
The compassionate relationship that heals wounds

What is the logic
That makes your every decision supreme
And my every prayer a helpless question

Have you seen the silvery  Himalayas
Making gestures of affection
Laughing at the life of the mundane world

Merging into that ambrosia I cannot invite you
You always prefer the river bank from where
You can cross over with Grace when the time comes

 You were so moody in Your  Excellence
When you believed to challenge the depths to surrender
You make your unseen beckoning hands

In this inner pondering whenever I  lost my consciousness
Sometimes I am so close to you to whom I might say Friend or Celestial
Ah! it is that state of merging

I could have returned to that wealth and affection the mundane world
But by the Grace of Your Transcendent Lila I am submerged
Slowly but surely It has bound me O long before


राधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधेराधे●राधे
Poem in a letter from Baba
Sri Vrindavan 1971

Sravana Utsava ~ The Festival of the Rainy Season ♥ जय श्री राधे कृष्ण! ♥

The most wonderful Season of all seems to always come after the most difficult one. And it is this that makes Sravana Mas, the season of the fabulous Monsoons, so delicious and the most ecstatic event of the year!! After what seems so trying, the unbearable heat, finally we look forward to the rains, like the peacocks who start singing and actually dancing when they see the huge, heavy, dark rain clouds rolling in on the warm winds!!
No wonder it is a season like no other, with its lovers rushing out into the rains with shouts of joy, dancing!! It is the time of Sravana Utsava, the festival of the Rainy Season. And it is lushly celebrated in Vrindavan, in all of Vraj, and throughout all of India with song, dance, and swinging in the rain! The whole month of the rains, lovers of Sri Radha Krishna come to Vrindavan to celebrate. All the Ras Lila groups show up and perform their
Raslilas, the live plays of Sri Radha and Krsna enacted, to the delight of everyone that has come to this holy land. Many saints and Gurus come specially here with their devotees for this time of the beautiful Sravana Utsava.

"Sri Krishna prema mayi Radha, Radha prema mayo Hari!
Jivane nidhane Nityam! Sri Radha Krishno ghatirma mam!"