From the Editor
Getting to Know Kṛṣṅa
THE CHEERY DENTAL assistant asked me how I’d be spending the weekend.
“I’ll be gathering with other members of the local Kṛṣṅa community for a big festival,” I told her.
“Christian community?” she asked.
Apparently, my Hare Kṛṣṅa haircut didn’t mean anything to her.
“No,” I replied, “Kṛṣṅa community. I’m a Hare Kṛṣṅa.”
“Hare Kṛṣṅa?”
“You’ve never heard of Hare Kṛṣṅa?” I asked.
“No. Is it something like Islam?”
“No. It’s from India.”
And that’s as far was we got before the dentist’s drill found my mouth and ended our conversation.
I was surprised that someone living in an area that’s home to hundreds of Hare Kṛṣṅa devotees had never heard of Kṛṣṅa. But I was happy to introduce her to Him.
On my first visit to a temple, in 1974, I heard the lecturer say that Kṛṣṅa is God because Kṛṣṅa possesses six opulences in full: beauty, wealth, strength, fame, knowledge, and renunciation. These are attractive qualities, he said, and since Kṛṣṅa is the reservoir of all of them, He’s naturally the most attractive person. That’s why He’s called Kṛṣṅa—“the all-attractive person.”
Pondering the qualities the lecturer had mentioned, I balked momentarily at the idea that Kṛṣṅa possesses unlimited fame. Two days earlier I’d never heard of Him. How could He be the most famous person?
I asked someone about that later.
“Well, He’s God,” he replied. “Everyone’s heard of God! And because He’s the most famous (among other things), He’s called Kṛṣṅa.”
Śrīla Prabhupāda came to teach us that Kṛṣṅa is God. I sometimes wonder at how easily I accepted that proposition back then. The night before my first visit to the temple, I read a small book called Kṛṣṅa, the Reservoir of Pleasure. I had bought it from a devotee that afternoon for twenty-five cents. I’d been haphazardly looking for “the truth” and keeping a diary of my search. When I finished reading that night, I wrote in my diary, “Maybe this Krysna [sic] is it.”
I’m sure the devotees’ conviction had a lot to do with my attraction to Kṛṣṅa consciousness. I arrived at the temple a few hours before the Sunday Feast, so I was escorted to the apartment of a devotee couple, where I spoke with several devotees and witnessed something of their lives. One impression stuck: “Boy! These people are really into what they’re doing!”
Their dedication inspired me to dive into Śrīla Prabhupāda's books. And only a few weeks later I was blessed to see Śrīla Prabhupāda himself at the San Francisco Rathayātrā festival. That day I started wearing Vaiṣṅava neckbeads—an outward sign of my growing conviction that Kṛṣṅa is God.
Seeing Prabhupāda and reading his books helped me understand the depth of faith shown by his disciples. Śrīla Prabhupāda's conviction, clearly derived from experiences higher than any I could imagine, was contagious. His day was spent in full absorption in Kṛṣṅa, in thought, word, and deed. And his books contained none of the hedging found in pretty much everything else I’d read.
Now I’m trying to do my small part to help Śrīla Prabhupāda spread the name and fame of Lord Kṛṣṅa.—Nāgarāja Dāsa