Kama Nagari, Vrindavan and I came to our Walden in May of 1977. Shesha was born in October of that year and we struggled making ski hats until the spring of 1978 when Kama Nagari’s sense of self preservation finally … Continue reading
Wednesday, July 19, 2006 3:47:11 PM This was my first full day in Paris, a very successful one. Naturally I felt bad when I first got up. I had to absorb 9 hours of jet lag plus a 17 hour … Continue reading
Living at the cottage in the log house was no easy matter, especially for Kama Nagari, who was a southern girl and had never seen snow, what to speak of temperatures below 0 degrees Celsius. A Canadian winter can see the … Continue reading
Thursday, July 13, 2006 11:22:04 AM My desert paradise has turned into hell. Today my neighbor Mr. Wright, called me in a panic saying, “Call your wife; get her out; fire is coming. I immediately called but I could not … Continue reading
June, 2005 I just got a call from my neighbor. There is a major brush fire burning near our place. There is a possibility that it may move in our direction if the wind shifts. So far over a 1000 … Continue reading
During my life I have passed through different stages of spiritual understanding. In my earliest days when I first attended the Hare Krishna temple in Toronto, I arrived with the idea of a dichotomy between spiritual and material life. Temple … Continue reading
Sunday, June 25, 2006 7:48:32 AM Years ago, as a teenager, when I started to attend the Hare Krishna temple in Toronto I never told my friends or my parents. I was embarrassed to let them know that I was … Continue reading
But now that I am “self realized” (In fact I am worn out and I can barely look at a hammer without wincing.) it is time to turn my efforts to other matters and, of course, this can only mean … Continue reading
Thursday, June 22, 2006 8:32:14 PM Dear Ramai, I am so tired; I am so happy. Three years ago I devised a plan to create $100,000 of “sweat equity” in my properties. Today I am seeing the successful end of … Continue reading
A few years ago I recall watching the democratic political convention on television. Speaker after speaker, men and women, came to the podium. I noticed that most of the female speakers had the aspect of men. They wore pant suits, … Continue reading