My eyes opened at 2.00am today. Unable to sleep, I showered and went down to the Patrons office. When I walked in I saw the smiling portrait of Srutidharma Das. On this day, one year ago, he left the world. He invested the entirety of his being into serving everyone and everything around him. Everywhere we look, in projects, people and places, we feel his influence - physically departed, but present as ever. As with many others, he smiled on me. He told me to write, to speak, to serve selflessly, to become humble, tolerant and give one life to Krishna… he gave me a vision for my life.
Living Saints
Living Saints
Living Saints
My eyes opened at 2.00am today. Unable to sleep, I showered and went down to the Patrons office. When I walked in I saw the smiling portrait of Srutidharma Das. On this day, one year ago, he left the world. He invested the entirety of his being into serving everyone and everything around him. Everywhere we look, in projects, people and places, we feel his influence - physically departed, but present as ever. As with many others, he smiled on me. He told me to write, to speak, to serve selflessly, to become humble, tolerant and give one life to Krishna… he gave me a vision for my life.