…Swami T. speak. Time passed, and I began dating a woman who would later become my wife. I was excited to tell Sandie about the faith tradition, Vedanta, that I was blessed to be a part of. Open hearted and intellectually curious person that she is, Sandie wanted to attend a Sunday service with me. So we made the trip to New York together. It was an important day for me, introducing someone I loved to my adopted religion. That Sunday, after Swami…
…re, which has been informed by both Judeo-Christian and Greco-Roman roots. Common to both these roots of modern western culture is an attitude towards community and toward the world which differs from Indian attitudes.” (AV Vol 4, No. 2, p 2) I only met John once and had a couple of phone conversations with him, plus occasional emails. I wish I had known him better, but he conveyed his innermost beliefs and deep feelings through his music and his…
…ssion,” he says, is the core of all religions and therefore, there is no religion higher or greater than compassion towards all—living or nonliving beings. 20. Ibid. 21. Ibid. 22. From “Shrimad Rajchandra and Mahatma Gandhi” – www.jainbelief.com/shrimad/gandhi.htm, p. 6. 23. Ibid. 24. From “Mahatma Gandhi and Shrimad Rajchandra”—translation from the original Gujarati (samvat, 2005), by Gujarati Indian calendar. 25. Ibid, p. 65. 26. Ibid, reference…
…ask? In receiving this, as I have on the soil of India, I feel that I have come Home.” And, like Martha, I find I come home—everywhere I go. There is no distance to travel from our essence, as we are reminded again and again. Usha Kutty Juman is a publishing professional, writer and artist, who has lived in Kolkata, India and the US. She has studied philosophy formally, but in her practical spiritual development she was taught directly by Tripraya…
…o that elevated spirituality? Email:1stcodala@gmail.com Beverly Debolski: “Come on! Come on!” Swami Prabuddhananda came into my life 20 years ago when I was at a crisis point and essentially alone in San Francisco. It’s impossible to describe what he meant to me, and, after many attempts to do so, I fully recognize my limits. It’s like trying to describe what fresh mountain air feels like—it’s so subtle, beautiful and comforting. You can’t see it,…
