An Authentic Life 1.1 for pdf - Universalist Radha-Krishnaism

The temple booked a U.S. Air flight that
stopped in L.A. and Baltimore. I insisted on spending
the night in Baltimore before continuing to Pittsburg
by Greyhound and car to New Vrindaban.
I arrived in Baltimore early in the morning after
a long night flight. Two devotees met me at the
airport in a van. We picked up my backpack at the
baggage claim after a long wait. At the temple, a large
brick house with spacious fenced yard, I was given a
room and food. After a nap, I wandered around and
met some devotees. Bina, the woman I lived with in
Maui, was there. We had a pleasant talk on the front
porch.
The next morning, they drove me to the Greyhound
station for my journey to Pittsburg, which took
several hours. I was met at the bus station and taken
to the temple, a three story row house. I was given
lunch, and driven to New Vrindaban a couple of
hours later.
Arriving there in the evening, I was taken to
see Bhaktipad, formerly Kirtananda Swami, the guru
of the community. I explained how Prabhupad appeared
in dream and told me to be with my god
brothers.
"So what do you want to do?"
"I want to preach in schools and colleges."
"Anyone who preaches in my zone must have
a shaved head."
"I'll do what I have to."
Radhanath was assigned as my assistant and
watchdog. I spent a few days in New Vrindaban. I
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