An Authentic Life 1.1 for pdf - Universalist Radha-Krishnaism

I moved into a two-bedroom cabin in the same
compound with Pierre, a French Canadian who
cooked at Incredible Crepes in Felton. He got me a job
there as a cook and waiter. That was fine until the
coke-head owner’s country western singer girlfriend
wanted my job.
I felt discouraged. I visited the Berkeley temple.
There, I met Dinesh, Dan Donner, who I beat
when he took Krishna Devi from me. She left him for
another guy too. He invited me to stay with him. As
he drove me from Boulder Creek to his place, I said,
“Someday I’d like to know what it feels like to be a
comfortable fat cat instead of a hungry lean wolf.”
He said, “Be careful what you wish for.”
I slept on his kitchen floor and worked for
CALCAN, California Citizen Action Network, doing
door to door canvassing to petition for better nursing
home conditions. After work, the canvassers got together
to eat, drink, smoke, and party. They introduced
me to Patti Smith’s music. I saw her as a soul
twin since we were both born around the same time
not too far from each other. I embraced the Berkeley
punk/new wave scene.
Yet, canvassing and sleeping on Dan’s floor
wasn’t appealing, although I was happy we were now
friends. Bob, a grower who owned the Boulder Creek
cabin I stayed in, said I could move back there with
him rent free. I did.
Vyas came to Boulder Creek and stayed with
Dharma and his wife up the hill from me. He and I
hung out together regularly, and he continued teach-
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