I was deeply interested in meditation as a teenager. This interest was partly inspired by an out-of-the-body experience I had as a child. I must have been six years of age when I remember being sick. In those days it … Continue reading
Category Archives: Krishna Consciousness
The climate’s delicate, the air most sweet, Fertile the isle, the temple much surpassing. The common praise it bears.* During my summer in the Northern Ontario bush I made a friend, although I can not for the life of me … Continue reading
After my first visit to the Toronto Krishna temple, my life was about to change in a major way. I had entered the medieval world of Krishna Consciousness, and like a moth into the fire, I had been consumed by … Continue reading
“In India, our religions will never at any time take root; the ancient wisdom of the human race will not be supplanted by the events in Galilee. On the contrary, Indian wisdom flows back to Europe, and will produce a … Continue reading
In the early years of Krishna Consciousness I felt that I was the sole lay member of Toronto’s Krishna temple. Visitors came and went–curiosity seekers, draft dodgers, hippies, fugitives, gays–people of every flavor. Most of them were from the street. I … Continue reading
I entered the University of Toronto during the fall of 1972 at Scarborough College. The U of T, as we called it, is made up of eight colleges, six of which are on the main campus in downtown Toronto and … Continue reading
Even though I attended the Toronto Krishna temple regularly, a lot actually, I never joined the temple. In fact, I never fully joined Krishna Consciousness even in later years. Part of me always remained in the outside world. When I was 18, … Continue reading
In the early days of Krishna Consciousness I was known as Bhakta Brian. Shukavak did not appear for many years. Brian, of course, was my given name and in the temple I became known as “Bhakta” Brian. Bhakta means devotee. … Continue reading
“Don’t let the facts get in the way of the truth.” I was looking at what I wrote last evening and I began to think, “How is anyone going to understand what I am saying I worry that what I … Continue reading
My parent’s home was in a suburb of Toronto and the temple was downtown. That was a distance of 35 kilometers. To reach the temple I would walk two kilometers from my home to the subway station and then take … Continue reading