In the early eighties, in Denver, the only Temple close to Hinduism was the Iskcon Temple. We were there several times. One day, the noise level of the huge cymbals and the belief expressed by one devotee, a resident there, bothered me. I felt that they very intolerant of other beliefs. I told Rao that I would not want to come back to that Temple agin. Because the meals were free, I saw many non-devotees, Pakistani Muslims going there and abusing their free meal (prasadam) arrangement and I minded that, of course!!!
Anyway, that night Baba came in my dream. He was standing in my living room. He ordered me to follow Him. The next thing I know, both of us are in the Iskcon Temple. No one else was there. We were standing in front of the marble idols of Sri Krishna, Sri Balarama and Subhadra. Swami was standing on my left side. He motioned His hand and asked me to prostrate in front of the idols. I did it and I woke up. Immediately I felt what Swami was trying to tell me. If I called them fanatics, who am I?
When I narrated this dream to Rao, that evening, he took us again to that Temple.
Anyway, that night Baba came in my dream. He was standing in my living room. He ordered me to follow Him. The next thing I know, both of us are in the Iskcon Temple. No one else was there. We were standing in front of the marble idols of Sri Krishna, Sri Balarama and Subhadra. Swami was standing on my left side. He motioned His hand and asked me to prostrate in front of the idols. I did it and I woke up. Immediately I felt what Swami was trying to tell me. If I called them fanatics, who am I?
When I narrated this dream to Rao, that evening, he took us again to that Temple.
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