Recalling the Krsna conscious example of Sriman Jayananda Dasa,
a pure disciple of a pure devotee.
ON JANUARY 16, 1967, Srila Prabhupada flew from New York to inaugurate the first Hare Krsna temple in San Francisco. His arrival was covered by the Channel Four news and by both daily newspapers. While most of San Francisco may have ignored the story, a young man named Jim Kohr noticed it. Despite having a degree in mechanical engineering from Ohio State University, he had been driving a taxi on the streets of San Francisco. Never quite able to fit into the corporate rat-race or the upper-class crowd, he was often unhappy and didn't really know why. Though Jim was not a religious person, the article ignited a ray of hope in him. He resolved to check out the Indian Swami.
Unknowingly, Jim was taking his first step toward fulfilling his destiny. Though he would live for only another ten years, in that short time he would witness the culmination of lifetimes of spiritual effort. He would depart the world leaving behind many valuable lessons to inspire and instruct present and future generations of Vaisnavas, devotees of the Lord.
The following evening, Jim arrived at the temple to find it filled mostly with hippies. With his short hair, clean-cut looks, and well-pressed clothes, he stood out. And at 28, he was older than most of the others there. But Jim's misgivings disappeared when he saw the Swami enter. Jim sat through the lecture and bought a three-volume set of Srimad-Bhagavatam, which Srila Prabhupada autographed with the inscription "To Sriman Jim Kohr." For the first time in many years Jim felt peaceful. He had just received the audience of his eternal spiritual master.
Jim started coming to the temple regularly. He especially liked the morning program, when most of the hippies were still sleeping. Sometimes he would be the only person in the class. Years later he revealed that he trusted the Swami and felt confident the Swami wouldn't cheat him. As a four-year-old, Jim had once stood up in church and looked around anxiously. When his grandmother had asked him what was the matter, he had asked, "Where is God?" Now he felt that Srila Prabhupada was answering this ancient question buried deep in his consciousness. In February 1967, Prabhupada accepted Jim as his disciple and initiated him with the name Jayananda Dasa.
In Vaisnava scriptures, such as Srila Visvanatha Cakravarti Thakura's Madhurya-kadambini, we learn that a conditioned soul progresses through stages of sadhana-bhakti (devotional practice) before attaining spontaneous love for God. The new bhaktas (devotees) at the San Francisco temple would often struggle with their material desires and their daily spiritual practices, falling in and out of Krsna consciousness. Surprisingly, no one remembers Jayananda in the role of a "new bhakta." He took to Krsna consciousness naturally and effortlessly. He relished all aspects of Krsna consciousness chanting on his beads, singing in kirtana, eating prasadam, performing Deity worship, and so on. He would often remark, "Krsna consciousness is so sweet."
In fact, Jayananda found Krsna consciousness so sweet that he soon lost the taste for anything else. He gave his life savings to Srila Prabhupada, and in the Preface to The Nectar of Devotion, Prabhupada publicly thanked him: "I beg to acknowledge, with thanks, the contribution made by my beloved disciple Sriman Jayananda Brahmacari."
Paying The Bills
Jayananda became absorbed in practical devotional service. He was constantly serving the Lord, whether buying supplies, cooking prasadam, cleaning the kitchen, taking out the trash, or teaching new devotees. He did all this after a full day of cab driving, by which he'd pay the temple's bills. He became an expert in anything needed to spread Krsna consciousness. He went out to sell Prabhupada's Teachings of Lord Caitanya, becoming a pioneer in a service dear to Prabhupada's heart the public distribution of hardbound books on Krsna consciousness.
On the appearance day of Lord Caitanya, Srila Prabhupada was very pleased to see Jayananda spontaneously performing kirtana on the street outside the temple. Encouraged, Jayananda then started singing regularly on busier streets with other devotees, laying the foundation for chanting parties that would soon travel all over the country.
Both devotees and others were instinctively attracted by Jayananda's purity. Once, when he offered a garland to Srila Prabhupada, he apologized for his greasy clothes.
Srila Prabhupada remarked, "There is absolutely no offense. You [my disciples] may be dirty, but your hearts are pure."
Jayananda touched the hearts of many people, and they usually responded by doing some service for Krsna. He would get almost everything for the temple free or at a steep discount. He was friends with shopkeepers, city officials, drunks, and derelicts. Everybody loved Jayananda, and he happily engaged everyone in the service of the Lord. He worked the hardest, but he praised the service of everyone else. He was humble, tolerant, compassionate, and renounced. His actions, his words, his life, and his death all exemplified the process of bhakti, devotional service to the Lord.
Srila Prabhupada's instructions especially those encouraging practical service became Jayananda's very life. Once, when a devotee asked him how to make advancement in Krsna consciousness, Jayananda shrugged and said, "I really don't know. I'm too busy working."
So immersed was Jayananda in executing Prabhupada's instructions that he would rarely get time to meet Srila Prabhupada. Serving in separation, he understood that association through instructions is more important than physical association. It is said that one must act in such a way that Krsna will want to see you; Jayananda exemplified this dictum by his service attitude.
Invariably Srila Prabhupada would ask for Jayananda, and someone would have to go fetch him. For Jayananda, Sri Krsna and Srila Prabhupada were the only two ultimate truths. Everything else, including his body, was to be engaged in their service.
One day some devotees got a small deity of Lord Jagannatha (Krsna as "the Lord of the universe") from an import store. Srila Prabhupada sent them back to get the other deities of the set Lord Balarama and Subhadra Devi and he started their worship in the temple. Meditating on the deities, Srila Prabhupada expressed his intense desire to spread their mercy by organizing a Rathayatra, the chariot festival held in their honor each year in the holy city of Puri in India. Jay-ananda dedicated himself to fulfilling this desire of Prabhupada's. Starting with a flatbed truck, he put together a "chariot" with whatever help he could get from devotees and anyone else. On July 9, 1967, the first Ratha-yatra in San Francisco the first ever outside India took place because of Jayananda's blood, sweat, and toil.
Jayananda improved the festival year after year, raising money, getting permits, doing the publicity, building huge chariots from scratch, and even baking pies for groups he'd interact with, such as the city police and the U.S. Park Service. He would live with the chariots while they were being built, often working with little or no sleep as the festival date approached. Eventually held in Golden Gate Park, the festival drew bigger and bigger crowds year after year. Thanks to Jayananda's efforts, thousands of people received Lord Jagannatha's mercy. The festivals now held in cities around the world.
Srila Prabhupada often expressed his deep gratitude to Jayananda for the festivals. When Jayananda passed away, Srila Prabhupada said that his picture should be carried on one of the chariots at every Rathayatra.
While preparing for the New York Rathayatra in 1976, Jayananda found painful lumps growing on his body. A Godbrother worried that they might be cancerous, but Jayananda made him promise not to tell Srila Prabhupada until after the festival. Jayananda's main concern was that the Rathayatra should be a success; everything else was secondary.
The New York Rathayatra was indeed a great success. Rolling down Fifth Avenue, the three chariots delighted thousands of people, many becoming inspired to inquire into and even take up the practices of Krsna consciousness. Srila Prabhupada was ecstatic. He called it a grand success and thanked Jayananda for his service.
The lumps on Jayananda's body turned out to be cancerous. He was diagnosed with leukemia, which gradually reduced his body to a shell. Accepting that he would die soon, Jayananda continued to express his deep gratitude toward Srila Prabhupada. His friends were shocked and saddened to see his disease-ravaged body, but Jayananda was still too busy performing devotional service to give it much concern. And when he did agree to medical treatment, he used his time in the hospital to tell doctors, nurses, and patients about Krsna consciousness.
Jayananda constantly thought about how to expand Rathayatra to other cities. In his final months, he helped organize the Los Angeles Rathayatra, making phone calls, raising money, and guiding devotees. One day, while walking on Venice Beach, where the festival would be held, he looked down and as if visualizing the upcoming festival said, "What a wonderful Rathayatra!"
On May 1, 1977, just a few months before the festival, Jayananda passed from this world. In a letter written to Jayananda after his passing, Srila Prabhupada congratulated him on a glorious life and an even more glorious death, since both in life and at death he had been absorbed in the service of Krsna. Prabhupada ordained that the disappearance day of Jayananda be celebrated like those of other Vaisnava saints. As Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura so eloquently said:
He reasons ill who says that Vaisnavas die
When thou art living still in sound!
The Vaisnavas die to live, and living try
To spread the holy name around.
As I think about Jayananda, I imagine this scene: Somewhere an ISKCON Rathayatra is about to start. Conch shell blasts and cries of "Jaya Jagannatha!" pierce the sky. Looking on from the spiritual world, Jayananda turns to Srila Prabhupada, who nods and says, "Thank you very much."
Bhayahari Dasa, a disciple of Romapada Swami, lives in Fairfax, Virginia, with his wife, Indulekha Devi Dasi, and six-year-old son, Dhruv. He works in information technology and can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.
A Friend to All
ONCE, A YOUNG MAN came to visit the San Francisco temple, and he wanted to help. So the temple president sent him to the trash area, where Jayananda was preparing the weekly trash run.
Jayananda told the young man, "I'm the garbage man around here. For years I've been watching garbage men carry out trash, and now Krsna is giving me a chance to do this for Him."
The young man not only helped load the trash, but accompanied Jayananda to the garbage dump. Later he became a devotee of Krsna, and he recalled thinking, If the garbage men at this temple can be so blissful, just imagine what the rest of the people are like!
As it is said of the six Gosvamis of Vrndavana, Jayananda was "dear to both the gentle and the ruffians." He would make friends while out chanting on the street, and they would come to him later and say, "Hey, where have you been?"
Once a devotee was approached by a staggering drunk in San Francisco. The drunk looked at his robes and asked, "Hey, where's my old friend Jayananda?"
When devotees would take over Jayananda's old territory for incense-selling runs or trips to the vegetable market, they would meet people who said such things as "Where's Johnny Ananda?" or "That man he's the nicest and purest man I've ever met." One man said, "I don't know much about your philosophy, but if that Jayananda is into it, it must be all right."
Once, Jayananda and another devotee were struggling to load a heavy refrigerator onto a truck. Two drunks were walking up the alley, and Jayananda said, "I'm going to give them a chance to do some devotional service."
His enthusiasm for devotional service was usually contagious, and this was no exception. Soon, the drunks were right in there working, and the job was done in no time.
Jayananda then told them, "Now say 'Hare.'"
"Now say 'Krsna.'"
"Now say 'Hare Krsna.'"
Drunks: "Hare Krsna."
"Jaya! Haribol! Thank you, fellas. All glories to Srila Prabhupada!"
Compiled by Kalakantha Dasa