My Spiritual Journey

Krsnaji’s lessons are to be imbibed, which for me takes time. How does one know they are progressing on the spiritual path? The idea that I want to know tells me something. It is the ego who wants to know. The heart does not care. Faith in my Gurudev is what moves me ahead. His teachings are sometimes subtle and sometimes like a sledgehammer, but it still can take many exposures before their meanings are grasped. As my understanding matures, so my journey unfurls, and when additional understandomg comes, it unfurls even more. It is only with the teachings of my Spiritual Master that any glimpse of truth and understanding appears. It would be nice and magical if understanding came quickly, but His plan is for me to work hard, to examine my “self,” and to perform my own Sadhana. Only with self-effort may I hope to gain a good footing in Spiritual life. Most recently, a great lesson has finally taken hold! Even though Guruji has all along given instruction on this, I now kn

Krsnaji teaches me to do what my heart desires. In life, one sometimes chooses “the path of least resistance.” In fact, it is almost always recommended. I first came across this expression as a teenager and thought it was about working smart, finding the quickest and most unobstructed path to gain an end. It was not until later in my life that my idea of this notion began to change. It happened that, "the path of least resistance" began to look a lot like a path made by a bulldozer or was a path followed out of laziness, or a lack of creativity. One might just take an open path simple because it is open — and may still reach one’s desired end, but at what cost? Determination and single mindedness should not rest in desire alone. There has to be some righteousness in the path. And this is where my understanding of this phrase finally matured. Typically, taking “the path of least resistance” represents taking the easiest way to move forward. However, “the path of lea

Krsnaji teaches that God is always with me. At the point when I could say that my life was fulfilled and that there was nothing more to claim, God unlocked me. The fracturing of my shroud opened me to a path of inquiry. Not long after, and by His grace, my KrsnaGuru appeared. I have entered the Gurukul because He has blessed me so. His is not only a physical place, it is here and everywhere. He exists beyond all worldly constraints. This limited body does not allow me to literally sit at Krsnaji’s feet and receive His daily tutelage. Instead, my frequent queries to Guruji occur in my mind throughout the day. As I reflect on His teachings, His answers come me. When understanding escapes me, there is a volley of text messages or the subject is taken up in our one-on-one —whereby, Guruji relieves me of my confusion. Always the loving Father, He guides me, encourages me and corrects me. The elements of creation which embody this spirit soul, and this very spirit soul itself, are