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The Many Loves of Auto Man by Mathuresa Dasa

Nov 1, 1985 | Mathuresa Dasa, Uncategorized, Volume-20 Number-11

In Vedic society "love" of dogs, cats, country, relatives, and humanity goes by a different name. There's a long history to bumper stickers. It began with Stone Age cavedwellers, who sometimes painted pictures on the walls of their homes. Later on, the... read more

Toward A Natural Economy by Mathuresa Dasa

Oct 1, 1985 | Mathuresa Dasa, The Vedic Observer, Volume-20 Number-10

On the day the giant South Works of U.S. Steel closed last year, a cortege of automobiles formed at the Local 65 union hall in Chicago. The drivers, many of whom had been employed by U.S. Steel since the Second World War, drove in procession to the South Works'... read more

Middleport Bhopal by Mathuresa Dasa

Aug 1, 1985 | Mathuresa Dasa, The Vedic Observer, Volume-20 Number-08

Transcendental Commentary on the Issues of the Day The Bhagavad-gita informs us that we are each an individual spirit soul, completely different from our temporary, physical bodies. The body changes from childhood to youth to old age, but we, the individual... read more

Festivals of India Come West by Mathuresa Dasa

Jul 1, 1985 | Every Town & Village, Mathuresa Dasa, Volume-20 Number-07

The Hare Krsna movement expands its presentation of India's spiritual culture with a traveling festival. College Avenue curves uphill and past the modern campus of San Diego State University. It is spring, shortly after midnight in midweek, and the avenue is... read more

The Yogi in the River by Mathuresa Dasa

Jun 1, 1985 | Mathuresa Dasa, Volume-20 Number-06, Yoga

Ages ago, Saubhari Muni was so accomplished at yoga that he could meditate underwater. Everything was going fine, until . . . To practice yoga, or silent meditation, you first of all need a secluded place. Traditionally, yogis have... read more

In A Nice Neighborhood Like This by Mathuresa Dasa

Jun 1, 1985 | Mathuresa Dasa, The Vedic Observer, Volume-20 Number-06

Out for a walk after a deskbound morning, I left Fairmount Park and entered Chestnut Hill, a wealthy Philadelphia suburban community of rolling lawns and old stately houses. As I left the park path and emerged onto a smoothly paved road, I was surprised to see a heap... read more